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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11492 | 2021-09-14 15:01:21 | 89.22 | 98% |
| 10523 | 2021-07-11 15:46:51 | 87.03 | 98% |
| 8448 | 2021-02-25 13:52:10 | 80.57 | 96.9% |
| 1996 | 2020-06-24 05:46:58 | 80.40 | 98% |