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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2207 | 2022-03-04 16:58:15 | 90.52 | 98% |
| 14 | 2021-02-25 09:06:46 | 76.22 | 97% |