Just let me wake up in the morning to the smell of new mown hay, to laugh and cry, to live and die in the brightness of my day. I want to hear the pealing bell of distant churches sing. But most of all please free me from this aching metal ring and open out this cage towards the sun.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19747 | 2023-01-02 05:29:23 | 104.83 | 99% |
| 19023 | 2022-03-16 16:29:28 | 91.56 | 97% |
| 17605 | 2021-03-18 11:46:46 | 102.04 | 98% |