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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 13998 | 2022-12-27 01:09:31 | 112.91 | 99% |
| 10453 | 2020-06-24 11:29:38 | 97.15 | 98% |
| 8824 | 2018-12-10 12:29:31 | 78.03 | 96% |
| 4421 | 2017-11-13 10:57:16 | 83.23 | 96% |
| 4059 | 2017-09-28 16:24:51 | 94.86 | 99% |