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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11060 | 2020-01-23 08:00:53 | 85.76 | 98% |
| 11009 | 2020-01-16 03:49:43 | 79.24 | 99% |
| 10785 | 2019-12-16 03:17:47 | 90.87 | 98% |
| 7402 | 2019-05-26 02:53:06 | 71.82 | 96% |
| 6151 | 2019-03-12 17:16:46 | 84.67 | 97% |
| 4829 | 2018-12-10 20:43:10 | 76.88 | 97% |
| 2713 | 2018-10-22 15:41:38 | 81.71 | 98% |