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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 983 | 2022-11-22 21:44:02 | 153.48 | 100% |
| 888 | 2022-10-10 22:25:22 | 131.47 | 99% |
| 754 | 2022-08-16 19:01:35 | 123.64 | 97% |