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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 425 | 2021-11-17 11:41:08 | 76.30 | 96% |
| 367 | 2021-05-31 05:51:53 | 66.55 | 95% |
| 323 | 2021-04-23 05:39:07 | 63.43 | 95% |