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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7252 | 2021-09-01 01:30:30 | 84.16 | 96% |
| 6972 | 2021-07-14 17:01:26 | 90.20 | 97% |
| 6764 | 2021-07-12 19:15:25 | 88.62 | 97% |
| 5630 | 2021-06-08 02:37:31 | 81.10 | 96% |
| 4374 | 2021-02-23 10:08:45 | 81.94 | 97% |
| 1822 | 2020-10-14 13:17:58 | 67.51 | 96% |
| 1023 | 2020-08-28 08:37:36 | 67.55 | 96% |