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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 392 | 2023-06-22 01:11:18 | 86.36 | 98% |
| 178 | 2023-05-23 03:15:43 | 82.71 | 96% |