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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5012 | 2021-07-26 14:16:58 | 94.29 | 97% |
| 4559 | 2021-07-19 12:39:29 | 104.99 | 99% |