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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1361 | 2020-08-22 22:33:22 | 84.46 | 97% |
| 435 | 2020-07-30 19:18:28 | 80.11 | 96% |