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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8324 | 2020-11-17 09:59:01 | 104.54 | 96% |
| 6417 | 2020-10-24 01:37:27 | 100.78 | 97% |
| 5644 | 2020-01-10 14:27:54 | 102.71 | 96% |
| 3038 | 2019-02-08 21:57:29 | 102.32 | 97% |
| 1936 | 2019-01-19 05:07:00 | 107.49 | 97% |