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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2856 | 2023-02-22 18:39:30 | 68.74 | 97% |
| 1174 | 2021-06-25 07:27:05 | 55.21 | 95% |