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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10839 | 2023-02-19 22:15:48 | 136.69 | 98% |
| 10173 | 2020-10-25 03:29:20 | 106.83 | 96% |
| 9515 | 2020-05-10 22:02:40 | 117.57 | 98% |
| 8135 | 2019-09-07 01:43:06 | 100.82 | 97% |
| 5656 | 2019-02-09 02:44:00 | 99.77 | 96% |