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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1398 | 2021-04-16 19:31:58 | 41.87 | 96% |
| 1174 | 2021-03-29 03:39:22 | 41.77 | 98% |
| 1173 | 2021-03-29 03:09:23 | 43.41 | 98% |