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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7893 | 2020-05-16 23:02:57 | 175.31 | 98% |
| 5537 | 2019-01-31 21:47:59 | 185.59 | 100% |
| 3557 | 2017-11-26 21:44:19 | 169.32 | 98% |