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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3437 | 2023-12-17 05:56:13 | 88.87 | 97% |
| 321 | 2022-10-22 13:40:28 | 68.43 | 97% |