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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4028 | 2022-01-18 17:39:11 | 133.27 | 96% |
| 2392 | 2021-11-14 12:28:01 | 158.01 | 98% |
| 570 | 2020-06-07 22:11:00 | 136.04 | 96% |