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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3218 | 2021-06-13 10:56:21 | 116.26 | 99% |
| 2661 | 2021-03-08 06:45:05 | 102.38 | 98% |