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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13042 | 2021-03-28 19:43:40 | 91.50 | 97% |
| 11234 | 2020-03-14 14:29:25 | 93.22 | 98% |
| 7343 | 2019-11-20 23:24:52 | 96.37 | 99% |
| 3606 | 2019-09-12 09:36:21 | 96.46 | 98% |