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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1268 | 2022-02-21 12:34:24 | 78.04 | 97% |
| 1237 | 2022-02-20 19:34:26 | 69.00 | 95% |
| 754 | 2022-02-12 15:45:37 | 63.28 | 94% |
| 583 | 2022-02-04 07:31:07 | 76.12 | 95% |