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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 24412 | 2019-04-23 22:27:14 | 112.65 | 97% |
| 22349 | 2018-12-16 18:15:03 | 97.65 | 97% |
| 21528 | 2018-11-19 20:54:04 | 128.31 | 98% |
| 18501 | 2018-07-30 16:33:29 | 127.38 | 99% |
| 13497 | 2018-03-04 21:55:38 | 116.32 | 97% |
| 9837 | 2017-11-07 22:40:06 | 97.58 | 97% |