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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5888 | 2022-09-17 03:45:16 | 110.58 | 97% |
| 2564 | 2022-04-11 00:19:28 | 109.12 | 98% |