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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2012 | 2019-08-10 19:45:07 | 107.74 | 97% |
| 1410 | 2019-05-03 10:49:40 | 78.86 | 96% |