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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1117 | 2022-04-01 17:20:56 | 48.90 | 94% |
| 557 | 2022-01-30 16:01:34 | 45.58 | 94% |