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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3299 | 2022-12-23 05:45:07 | 100.48 | 97% |
| 1856 | 2021-02-26 08:00:36 | 73.09 | 95.2% |