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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8001 | 2022-01-02 08:47:30 | 99.12 | 97% |
| 7724 | 2021-11-16 06:32:42 | 83.17 | 94% |
| 3571 | 2021-03-30 15:11:15 | 70.98 | 95% |
| 481 | 2020-10-20 14:25:01 | 68.63 | 95% |