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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7262 | 2018-04-23 18:15:18 | 74.66 | 97% |
| 5367 | 2018-04-04 17:49:39 | 72.52 | 95% |
| 4939 | 2018-03-31 19:36:33 | 69.61 | 95% |
| 2466 | 2018-02-16 19:36:57 | 62.43 | 95% |