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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 20645 | 2023-07-31 04:50:39 | 106.72 | 99% |
| 15475 | 2019-01-27 17:58:49 | 88.55 | 98% |
| 13789 | 2018-02-03 14:47:39 | 91.96 | 99% |
| 12118 | 2017-09-02 13:02:20 | 77.24 | 95% |