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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 874 | 2022-04-25 21:29:27 | 82.55 | 98% |
| 824 | 2022-03-20 17:58:01 | 83.47 | 98% |