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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7465 | 2021-09-08 15:59:49 | 110.74 | 99% |
| 5577 | 2021-04-22 17:47:02 | 108.45 | 100% |
| 5005 | 2021-04-02 10:54:37 | 107.50 | 97% |
| 3913 | 2021-03-07 10:50:02 | 96.60 | 97% |
| 2246 | 2021-01-12 03:53:43 | 101.04 | 98% |
| 1777 | 2020-12-28 06:28:30 | 101.84 | 98% |
| 1550 | 2020-12-21 11:01:58 | 97.66 | 99% |