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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4952 | 2020-12-12 00:25:44 | 81.74 | 97% |
| 3338 | 2019-10-21 08:59:21 | 84.10 | 98% |
| 1597 | 2019-03-03 21:34:33 | 67.72 | 95% |