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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1052 | 2023-06-06 09:23:33 | 87.43 | 97% |
| 295 | 2022-01-18 13:47:28 | 60.23 | 95% |