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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2378 | 2022-10-31 21:15:47 | 56.80 | 96% |
| 1700 | 2022-09-07 21:06:38 | 55.38 | 97% |