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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2761 | 2019-02-08 05:03:14 | 84.66 | 97% |
1256 | 2018-12-28 23:20:30 | 72.87 | 97% |