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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 877 | 2021-05-21 16:26:37 | 65.97 | 95% |
| 370 | 2021-03-03 04:38:52 | 65.95 | 97% |
| 134 | 2021-01-29 18:49:30 | 56.13 | 97.2% |