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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1293 | 2022-11-02 07:04:14 | 68.46 | 97% |
| 1238 | 2022-10-29 13:58:41 | 64.54 | 98% |