My heart wants to beat like the wings of the birds that rise from the lake to the trees. My heart wants to sigh like a chime that flies from a church on a breeze, to laugh like a brook when it trips and falls over stones on its way, to sing through the night like a lark who is learning to pray.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7709 | 2025-06-21 22:09:33 | 148.30 | 99% |
| 2193 | 2021-11-18 15:43:25 | 124.29 | 98% |
| 662 | 2020-09-17 15:40:37 | 101.21 | 97% |