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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 307 | 2023-12-21 01:12:08 | 97.19 | 98.4% |
| 76 | 2023-10-19 18:24:21 | 88.01 | 98.4% |