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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6076 | 2022-08-10 06:47:44 | 119.50 | 98% |
| 4913 | 2021-05-07 19:36:26 | 119.19 | 98% |
| 2601 | 2018-09-25 16:13:20 | 109.89 | 98% |
| 565 | 2018-01-29 16:39:40 | 100.61 | 96% |