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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6013 | 2023-03-12 17:59:53 | 88.82 | 100% |
| 5911 | 2023-03-09 07:02:18 | 81.96 | 98% |
| 5370 | 2023-02-17 08:30:36 | 77.39 | 98% |
| 5291 | 2023-02-14 10:21:11 | 81.90 | 98% |
| 5159 | 2023-02-10 10:48:52 | 84.49 | 99% |