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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6798 | 2020-12-18 11:52:58 | 82.03 | 97% |
| 5183 | 2020-11-09 03:14:56 | 70.55 | 96% |
| 4086 | 2020-09-18 12:40:44 | 80.10 | 97% |
| 2342 | 2020-08-05 04:39:11 | 81.26 | 98% |