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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1646 | 2021-06-25 03:35:57 | 91.82 | 98% |
| 1160 | 2021-06-02 18:21:20 | 82.20 | 97% |
| 383 | 2021-04-30 02:32:38 | 88.77 | 98% |