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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3559 | 2022-09-09 22:07:21 | 79.70 | 96% |
| 2876 | 2022-07-27 07:40:20 | 78.54 | 97% |