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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 69 | 2023-03-31 20:06:00 | 104.76 | 98% |
| 66 | 2023-03-31 20:04:13 | 100.63 | 97% |