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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2216 | 2021-12-01 11:31:35 | 61.56 | 96% |
| 1439 | 2021-05-25 18:57:33 | 58.23 | 96% |