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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13320 | 2021-12-23 03:54:37 | 125.41 | 100% |
| 11285 | 2019-04-19 20:26:03 | 115.48 | 99% |
| 10214 | 2019-01-09 20:00:31 | 100.71 | 97% |