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 |
---|---|---|---|
32354 | 2020-08-25 21:19:12 | 69.55 | 97% |
31336 | 2020-07-14 22:45:05 | 72.57 | 98% |
30326 | 2020-04-18 12:57:15 | 70.33 | 98% |
19691 | 2018-10-05 21:59:32 | 66.27 | 98% |
19042 | 2018-06-01 18:44:02 | 66.13 | 97% |
17370 | 2018-03-06 21:56:52 | 69.35 | 98% |