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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 636 | 2022-07-21 05:55:37 | 63.59 | 95% |
| 119 | 2022-03-18 07:13:09 | 62.04 | 96% |