I get up when I want, except on Wednesdays when I get rudely awakened by the dustmen. I put my trousers on, have a cup of tea, and I think about leaving me house. I feed the pigeons, I sometimes feed the sparrows, too. It gives me a sense of enormous well-being. And then I'm happy for the rest of the day, safe in the knowledge there will always be a bit of my heart devoted to it.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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58117 | 2019-08-26 09:02:57 | 132.64 | 99% |
55593 | 2019-03-10 18:12:50 | 129.78 | 98% |
54182 | 2018-07-23 20:03:00 | 117.14 | 97% |
50621 | 2018-05-24 18:45:11 | 96.03 | 94% |