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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1119 | 2021-09-12 22:04:54 | 68.35 | 98% |
| 145 | 2021-01-13 23:54:35 | 48.90 | 97% |