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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2161 | 2022-02-24 15:35:47 | 67.75 | 95% |
| 769 | 2021-10-17 09:43:45 | 56.39 | 92% |