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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 746 | 2024-02-12 18:53:29 | 97.08 | 98.5% |
| 699 | 2023-07-12 19:51:02 | 81.59 | 96.8% |