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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1533 | 2022-11-05 13:14:53 | 66.09 | 96% |
| 1244 | 2022-10-10 15:11:44 | 63.57 | 96% |