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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 19199 | 2022-05-21 20:44:33 | 134.41 | 99% |
| 18011 | 2021-12-04 20:40:53 | 118.33 | 98% |
| 15323 | 2021-09-05 23:10:25 | 141.18 | 99% |
| 13009 | 2021-07-10 20:21:17 | 126.25 | 98% |
| 9272 | 2021-04-21 15:09:22 | 134.04 | 99% |
| 2104 | 2021-01-23 23:47:24 | 112.77 | 97% |
| 994 | 2021-01-14 20:34:44 | 115.03 | 99% |