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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2643 | 2023-03-10 10:17:41 | 73.55 | 95% |
| 1659 | 2021-09-07 08:20:32 | 57.93 | 95% |