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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1053 | 2021-04-24 23:06:34 | 70.32 | 97% |
| 867 | 2021-03-05 08:39:35 | 61.33 | 95% |