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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 659 | 2022-07-21 07:36:14 | 49.95 | 92% |
| 345 | 2022-07-14 04:51:40 | 50.96 | 94% |