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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13188 | 2019-03-29 17:39:38 | 111.62 | 97% |
| 12120 | 2019-03-24 00:39:34 | 93.12 | 96% |
| 10216 | 2019-03-09 02:26:57 | 100.10 | 98% |
| 8437 | 2019-02-27 15:46:12 | 100.09 | 97% |
| 6777 | 2019-02-13 15:54:49 | 95.39 | 96% |
| 3549 | 2019-01-08 13:38:52 | 74.63 | 94% |