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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1425 | 2022-07-30 16:32:38 | 107.85 | 99% |
| 142 | 2021-10-19 07:40:09 | 112.36 | 99% |