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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3939 | 2021-08-24 12:48:48 | 79.59 | 95% |
| 2321 | 2021-02-25 20:37:38 | 93.09 | 94.8% |