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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1372 | 2021-05-30 07:41:51 | 71.95 | 97% |
| 741 | 2021-01-29 05:22:59 | 67.96 | 97.5% |