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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3952 | 2022-08-17 05:21:21 | 83.61 | 98% |
| 1483 | 2021-09-01 09:45:38 | 58.61 | 96% |
| 662 | 2021-08-18 07:13:44 | 59.63 | 96% |
| 449 | 2021-08-10 12:31:03 | 57.06 | 97% |