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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1368 | 2022-07-18 08:46:04 | 75.85 | 94% |
| 1306 | 2022-07-16 11:56:37 | 72.64 | 94% |
| 446 | 2022-06-01 21:28:34 | 78.09 | 100% |