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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3723 | 2022-06-04 14:46:05 | 63.78 | 96% |
| 864 | 2022-02-14 14:32:34 | 48.54 | 97% |