I looked at the captain. That terrible avenger, like an archangel of hatred, still watched. When it was all over, he went to his cabin. Under his gallery of heroes I saw the portrait of a woman, still young, with two little children. He gazed on them for a time, held out his arms to them, then kneeling down he wept bitterly.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 25505 | 2020-11-20 06:34:07 | 117.38 | 97% |
| 24696 | 2020-11-03 08:27:59 | 107.26 | 96% |
| 16818 | 2020-07-10 03:59:04 | 114.20 | 98% |
| 13096 | 2020-04-10 23:23:22 | 103.77 | 98% |
| 10018 | 2020-03-02 00:56:29 | 90.32 | 96% |
| 4604 | 2019-05-22 05:49:52 | 93.14 | 97% |
| 22 | 2018-02-14 01:23:54 | 79.37 | 97% |