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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 402 | 2021-03-07 19:21:29 | 59.13 | 95% |
| 78 | 2021-01-14 09:48:16 | 51.94 | 96% |