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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1668 | 2021-10-24 23:16:40 | 69.30 | 98% |
| 1455 | 2021-07-10 16:10:23 | 63.67 | 98% |