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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2187 | 2023-08-14 12:27:58 | 79.74 | 100% |
| 411 | 2022-10-13 13:52:42 | 63.81 | 98% |