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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2080 | 2023-01-13 12:59:43 | 90.13 | 97% |
| 1067 | 2022-11-03 16:19:36 | 83.34 | 97% |