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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2034 | 2021-08-24 04:50:29 | 76.55 | 96% |
| 2030 | 2021-08-23 10:04:39 | 71.60 | 95% |
| 1211 | 2021-06-06 12:50:58 | 68.84 | 95% |