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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6964 | 2022-08-10 09:11:43 | 104.12 | 98% |
| 6077 | 2021-08-01 01:22:44 | 99.16 | 97% |
| 3752 | 2021-01-09 20:00:58 | 74.79 | 96% |