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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1069 | 2021-05-31 20:03:44 | 91.14 | 97% |
| 828 | 2021-04-25 20:42:57 | 79.23 | 96% |