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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11068 | 2024-11-25 14:40:13 | 149.47 | 100% |
| 10863 | 2024-11-24 17:10:26 | 124.79 | 97.3% |
| 10627 | 2024-11-14 11:46:29 | 143.51 | 99% |
| 10387 | 2024-11-12 10:45:41 | 144.22 | 99.3% |
| 7315 | 2024-08-20 10:48:21 | 150.60 | 99.7% |
| 7113 | 2022-07-26 18:25:05 | 133.86 | 99% |
| 2889 | 2020-12-23 20:16:27 | 152.52 | 100% |