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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 23311 | 2021-06-21 00:18:32 | 135.97 | 99% |
| 19886 | 2021-03-11 03:16:33 | 126.44 | 98% |
| 15831 | 2021-02-20 00:59:15 | 138.89 | 97.8% |
| 13579 | 2021-02-02 01:08:44 | 117.26 | 97% |
| 10588 | 2021-01-19 07:55:41 | 135.76 | 99% |
| 9252 | 2021-01-06 10:36:46 | 113.28 | 98% |
| 3973 | 2020-05-14 22:01:09 | 118.35 | 99% |