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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6272 | 2024-01-03 12:03:24 | 116.84 | 99% |
| 6104 | 2023-12-22 07:47:28 | 108.12 | 98.7% |