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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 881 | 2022-06-26 15:38:28 | 80.91 | 97% |
| 591 | 2021-06-12 08:19:10 | 55.28 | 95% |