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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1296 | 2022-03-09 10:50:22 | 83.93 | 96% |
| 219 | 2021-06-25 11:32:02 | 57.46 | 95% |