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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 29430 | 2023-11-12 20:30:42 | 117.67 | 97.1% |
| 25796 | 2021-02-13 01:26:55 | 115.39 | 97.8% |
| 16925 | 2020-05-20 03:31:21 | 113.30 | 98% |
| 12437 | 2020-02-15 16:09:34 | 103.22 | 98% |
| 4878 | 2019-09-06 21:11:26 | 95.45 | 97% |
| 4419 | 2019-08-29 20:20:51 | 115.23 | 99% |