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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1187 | 2023-10-18 15:42:26 | 68.32 | 97.4% |
| 1099 | 2023-10-14 16:04:21 | 63.60 | 95.2% |
| 542 | 2023-09-05 07:33:22 | 60.04 | 97.4% |