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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1653 | 2022-04-25 16:59:32 | 67.78 | 96% |
| 1613 | 2022-04-24 07:51:33 | 58.45 | 95% |