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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 30502 | 2021-09-25 16:57:39 | 119.03 | 98% |
| 26633 | 2021-08-20 19:15:59 | 100.53 | 97% |
| 18885 | 2018-11-24 03:32:21 | 86.41 | 96% |
| 17708 | 2018-11-05 10:21:24 | 88.46 | 97% |
| 16684 | 2018-08-27 13:58:40 | 88.68 | 97% |