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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4133 | 2021-12-26 21:57:49 | 92.56 | 96% |
| 3426 | 2021-11-12 14:47:47 | 91.12 | 96% |