I get up when I want, except on Wednesdays when I get rudely awakened by the dustmen. I put my trousers on, have a cup of tea, and I think about leaving me house. I feed the pigeons, I sometimes feed the sparrows, too. It gives me a sense of enormous well-being. And then I'm happy for the rest of the day, safe in the knowledge there will always be a bit of my heart devoted to it.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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6857 | 2020-11-05 23:52:40 | 105.07 | 98% |
5898 | 2020-10-01 13:27:56 | 95.96 | 97% |
4177 | 2019-08-22 18:45:16 | 98.02 | 99% |