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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2217 | 2023-03-22 11:15:27 | 70.45 | 96% |
| 245 | 2022-01-05 17:00:36 | 57.62 | 93% |