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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4400 | 2019-01-23 14:21:41 | 58.20 | 95% |
| 877 | 2018-10-09 05:05:45 | 54.30 | 94% |