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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5659 | 2024-01-11 04:17:06 | 117.14 | 98% |
| 5207 | 2023-03-16 00:58:45 | 128.59 | 97% |
| 3908 | 2021-04-08 01:37:23 | 114.76 | 98% |