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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1704 | 2022-12-04 07:57:10 | 65.58 | 97% |
| 1618 | 2022-10-26 00:29:30 | 82.98 | 98% |
| 768 | 2021-07-05 01:31:03 | 94.52 | 98% |