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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1609 | 2022-04-01 05:39:44 | 70.38 | 96% |
| 1358 | 2021-10-20 07:06:23 | 69.06 | 97% |