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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2397 | 2023-01-31 12:39:42 | 51.92 | 96% |
| 1877 | 2022-11-10 16:22:56 | 50.59 | 97% |