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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 714 | 2023-02-20 15:04:06 | 92.76 | 98% |
| 504 | 2022-12-27 01:52:02 | 72.91 | 95% |