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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8220 | 2024-12-12 20:29:44 | 83.76 | 97.6% |
| 1027 | 2022-10-25 09:54:10 | 66.91 | 97% |