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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2084 | 2021-09-15 13:03:04 | 62.75 | 96% |
| 1086 | 2020-07-25 13:48:04 | 58.46 | 96% |
| 719 | 2020-07-05 15:54:16 | 48.63 | 95% |