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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1293 | 2023-02-14 20:21:12 | 70.76 | 98% |
| 790 | 2023-01-26 21:21:03 | 71.75 | 97% |