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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2309 | 2023-02-27 03:59:07 | 75.89 | 96% |
| 1145 | 2023-02-02 16:31:13 | 65.09 | 94% |