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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2779 | 2021-10-09 16:20:54 | 72.12 | 94% |
| 1146 | 2020-05-29 12:16:32 | 73.00 | 94% |