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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3078 | 2020-12-07 13:32:10 | 93.08 | 96% |
| 572 | 2020-09-23 23:49:19 | 81.67 | 97% |