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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 201 | 2021-10-01 16:32:10 | 71.93 | 96% |
| 188 | 2021-10-01 08:35:12 | 67.20 | 94% |