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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1660 | 2023-01-09 06:44:10 | 95.93 | 96% |
| 944 | 2022-09-28 01:26:33 | 108.14 | 97% |