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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3007 | 2022-02-12 07:28:17 | 91.21 | 97% |
| 1526 | 2021-10-01 07:41:35 | 65.53 | 96% |