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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 720 | 2023-08-27 13:30:31 | 90.09 | 97% |
| 207 | 2022-06-22 13:17:36 | 81.07 | 97% |