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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6445 | 2021-03-07 13:04:35 | 60.26 | 97% |
| 5867 | 2021-03-02 10:20:55 | 66.45 | 97% |
| 4948 | 2021-02-21 16:59:09 | 58.62 | 96.9% |
| 4488 | 2021-02-19 14:43:48 | 50.29 | 94.6% |