Just let me wake up in the morning to the smell of new mown hay, to laugh and cry, to live and die in the brightness of my day. I want to hear the pealing bell of distant churches sing. But most of all please free me from this aching metal ring and open out this cage towards the sun.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8364 | 2022-09-10 06:57:58 | 147.03 | 98% |
| 7989 | 2022-07-06 11:03:57 | 138.78 | 98% |
| 5455 | 2022-05-25 20:57:50 | 139.23 | 98% |
| 4524 | 2022-05-02 21:06:59 | 125.60 | 97% |
| 3386 | 2022-04-07 17:47:56 | 123.72 | 97% |
| 1934 | 2022-03-23 10:31:41 | 98.90 | 97% |