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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4886 | 2021-12-04 03:41:46 | 112.75 | 98% |
| 4714 | 2021-10-15 15:17:52 | 101.99 | 97% |
| 2405 | 2020-11-11 15:22:03 | 96.34 | 96% |