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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 514 | 2021-03-17 14:26:44 | 62.04 | 95% |
| 419 | 2021-03-06 23:43:47 | 55.07 | 96% |
| 202 | 2021-02-23 23:39:57 | 62.38 | 98.1% |