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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4079 | 2025-07-23 16:20:56 | 94.04 | 97% |
| 1385 | 2022-08-01 14:23:58 | 81.35 | 97% |
| 1020 | 2022-06-16 07:13:50 | 74.84 | 95% |
| 398 | 2022-01-04 15:53:52 | 59.09 | 96% |