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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5140 | 2022-11-24 10:03:16 | 55.08 | 97% |
| 4466 | 2021-02-28 20:08:59 | 57.86 | 97.8% |
| 4465 | 2021-02-28 20:05:07 | 47.90 | 95.4% |