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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7810 | 2022-08-25 07:26:58 | 59.45 | 97% |
| 6458 | 2022-01-16 20:37:01 | 67.15 | 98% |
| 2265 | 2020-05-31 19:45:04 | 50.61 | 98% |