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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 428 | 2019-02-19 18:51:19 | 106.92 | 98% |
| 394 | 2019-02-19 17:19:50 | 100.71 | 97% |
| 216 | 2019-02-13 17:36:21 | 97.00 | 97% |