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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 670 | 2023-09-08 05:37:11 | 74.33 | 95% |
| 436 | 2021-04-27 05:28:05 | 82.49 | 95% |