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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 572 | 2023-04-11 20:15:29 | 103.62 | 98% |
| 391 | 2022-12-18 22:37:51 | 106.06 | 98% |