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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5973 | 2025-06-22 18:16:43 | 99.90 | 96% |
| 5844 | 2025-06-12 17:26:10 | 93.95 | 97% |
| 4636 | 2025-04-20 20:46:39 | 108.66 | 98% |
| 4229 | 2025-03-31 19:56:59 | 104.13 | 97.8% |
| 4113 | 2025-03-27 20:04:50 | 99.78 | 96% |