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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7327 | 2023-06-19 13:55:52 | 87.90 | 98.6% |
| 6995 | 2023-06-12 03:27:13 | 84.81 | 99.3% |
| 2001 | 2019-09-11 08:16:15 | 64.26 | 99% |
| 771 | 2019-06-12 10:13:22 | 62.29 | 99% |