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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15002 | 2024-05-15 02:46:52 | 126.91 | 99% |
| 8853 | 2022-05-05 02:00:42 | 111.42 | 98% |
| 7781 | 2022-02-24 04:58:20 | 117.97 | 98% |
| 1000 | 2020-12-28 21:30:59 | 107.86 | 98% |