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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2416 | 2021-02-23 08:20:14 | 76.37 | 97% |
| 514 | 2017-12-07 07:37:32 | 49.70 | 96% |