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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1079 | 2022-04-11 08:50:42 | 50.11 | 94% |
| 913 | 2022-04-07 05:45:22 | 55.76 | 95% |