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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 950 | 2023-03-20 02:02:20 | 102.90 | 97% |
| 326 | 2019-04-11 08:02:37 | 87.42 | 97% |