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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1792 | 2024-06-05 03:59:07 | 82.78 | 97.8% |
| 1598 | 2022-12-15 00:01:46 | 84.50 | 97% |
| 383 | 2021-07-13 00:20:18 | 59.60 | 95% |