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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 534 | 2022-08-01 19:58:28 | 92.88 | 96% |
| 513 | 2022-07-30 16:32:40 | 100.13 | 97% |