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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3535 | 2024-01-18 02:32:34 | 97.38 | 96.6% |
| 3113 | 2022-11-29 18:05:32 | 80.76 | 96% |