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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14079 | 2021-12-26 04:27:24 | 87.89 | 98% |
| 9996 | 2021-05-01 11:06:21 | 82.62 | 98% |
| 5141 | 2020-01-07 14:17:17 | 88.34 | 98% |
| 89 | 2018-10-22 07:47:49 | 52.00 | 94% |