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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 373 | 2021-01-03 19:21:28 | 68.58 | 95% |
| 289 | 2020-12-23 23:53:11 | 64.46 | 94% |