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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2203 | 2021-03-23 12:31:29 | 107.11 | 96% |
| 266 | 2019-11-11 11:46:17 | 76.96 | 95% |