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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15288 | 2023-04-05 07:13:03 | 63.52 | 96% |
| 14592 | 2023-03-26 10:17:46 | 76.39 | 98% |
| 13926 | 2021-07-13 16:16:43 | 72.85 | 98% |
| 6118 | 2018-04-19 06:37:27 | 62.70 | 99% |