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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3667 | 2023-08-31 23:39:10 | 61.88 | 97% |
| 936 | 2023-07-25 21:26:27 | 59.40 | 97.3% |