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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3024 | 2022-01-21 16:59:36 | 108.93 | 98% |
| 1027 | 2021-11-02 16:20:32 | 121.32 | 99% |