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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4930 | 2023-11-10 14:44:23 | 99.96 | 98.7% |
| 145 | 2023-09-12 17:44:40 | 92.02 | 98% |