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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6668 | 2025-04-16 15:30:50 | 94.13 | 98.4% |
| 1424 | 2024-10-28 14:36:11 | 82.34 | 96.5% |