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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1064 | 2019-03-06 21:20:13 | 69.90 | 97% |
| 745 | 2018-12-19 17:10:06 | 60.27 | 95% |
| 191 | 2018-11-01 19:43:21 | 61.53 | 96% |