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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9993 | 2019-04-13 20:39:00 | 103.16 | 97% |
| 9408 | 2019-03-17 00:12:47 | 119.76 | 97% |
| 8670 | 2019-02-13 20:55:45 | 86.10 | 94% |
| 8091 | 2018-12-19 02:31:22 | 107.28 | 96% |
| 7057 | 2018-11-25 23:54:50 | 94.45 | 96% |
| 6702 | 2018-11-15 02:09:56 | 87.23 | 94% |