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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18094 | 2025-06-26 12:13:04 | 84.91 | 97% |
| 17113 | 2025-06-05 09:41:20 | 91.72 | 99% |
| 14051 | 2025-05-03 01:31:57 | 100.20 | 99.3% |
| 7834 | 2025-01-23 17:20:22 | 86.78 | 97.2% |
| 4167 | 2024-11-18 15:33:17 | 88.24 | 98.2% |
| 890 | 2024-09-22 22:34:46 | 82.02 | 99% |