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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19797 | 2023-07-22 02:05:35 | 132.74 | 97.5% |
| 19559 | 2023-07-20 18:52:42 | 149.63 | 98.3% |
| 19191 | 2023-07-20 00:18:32 | 132.86 | 97.5% |
| 18606 | 2023-07-16 00:14:13 | 126.97 | 96.6% |
| 16634 | 2020-05-17 17:22:53 | 57.69 | 97% |