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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2627 | 2021-09-08 18:15:24 | 66.44 | 95% |
| 1608 | 2021-08-24 09:55:53 | 68.49 | 97% |