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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10035 | 2020-03-15 00:14:45 | 175.37 | 100% |
| 8543 | 2019-12-19 22:11:04 | 145.98 | 97% |
| 6053 | 2019-09-30 20:43:41 | 142.21 | 97% |
| 5566 | 2019-08-28 21:14:39 | 139.09 | 98% |
| 5365 | 2019-08-24 15:37:58 | 155.45 | 98% |
| 3093 | 2018-05-21 19:06:23 | 152.70 | 100% |