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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1757 | 2022-10-22 14:40:38 | 67.06 | 97% |
| 1307 | 2022-07-28 16:39:59 | 56.55 | 97% |