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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 28616 | 2021-07-18 10:36:02 | 121.12 | 100% |
| 27977 | 2021-04-30 18:11:45 | 107.85 | 99% |
| 25301 | 2020-11-27 19:59:49 | 126.44 | 100% |
| 23531 | 2020-05-19 14:24:03 | 107.16 | 98% |
| 21762 | 2018-12-28 12:53:08 | 112.17 | 99% |
| 20516 | 2018-04-03 17:56:08 | 123.05 | 99% |