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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2243 | 2021-02-25 21:30:29 | 106.69 | 95.4% |
| 1990 | 2020-11-17 16:12:09 | 95.59 | 97% |