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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5406 | 2023-05-15 06:31:10 | 92.28 | 97.6% |
| 1627 | 2019-04-30 09:17:54 | 78.83 | 97% |