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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2794 | 2022-11-16 09:39:28 | 54.67 | 96% |
| 1311 | 2022-01-26 19:51:51 | 44.23 | 96% |
| 513 | 2022-01-05 03:53:44 | 41.80 | 97% |