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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9776 | 2021-11-22 22:18:33 | 101.30 | 96% |
| 6394 | 2020-07-27 21:31:58 | 96.74 | 98% |
| 2838 | 2020-06-06 23:47:16 | 82.09 | 97% |
| 1816 | 2020-05-18 12:02:46 | 53.36 | 91% |