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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3353 | 2022-12-12 19:25:13 | 105.73 | 97% |
| 1990 | 2022-11-02 14:35:24 | 106.72 | 99% |
| 224 | 2022-10-04 01:40:32 | 100.36 | 99% |