I get up when I want, except on Wednesdays when I get rudely awakened by the dustmen. I put my trousers on, have a cup of tea, and I think about leaving me house. I feed the pigeons, I sometimes feed the sparrows, too. It gives me a sense of enormous well-being. And then I'm happy for the rest of the day, safe in the knowledge there will always be a bit of my heart devoted to it.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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2830 | 2020-02-23 13:33:43 | 66.50 | 96% |
413 | 2020-01-06 17:57:34 | 53.68 | 95% |
199 | 2019-12-21 14:58:01 | 53.85 | 96% |