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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3838 | 2022-07-17 18:07:07 | 65.70 | 96% |
| 1578 | 2022-05-29 14:16:56 | 67.90 | 97% |