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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10940 | 2020-10-17 01:50:20 | 130.10 | 100% |
| 9509 | 2020-05-14 22:01:08 | 123.85 | 99% |
| 8236 | 2020-04-30 20:50:25 | 107.43 | 97% |
| 7654 | 2020-04-21 09:49:15 | 132.68 | 100% |
| 7179 | 2020-04-17 11:38:48 | 131.30 | 100% |
| 4179 | 2019-06-25 04:52:10 | 124.18 | 100% |
| 2085 | 2019-05-19 12:40:55 | 97.80 | 98% |