I eagerly asked Tom how the medicines had worked. He told me he hadn't taken any of the pills. Trying to conceal my irritation, I asked him why. "I realized that if I take the pills and the nightmares go away," he replied, "I will have abandoned my friends, and their deaths will have been in vain. I need to be a living memorial to my friends who died in Vietnam." I was stunned: Tom's loyalty to the dead was keeping him from living his own life, just as his father's devotion to his friends had kept him from living.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 453173 | 2022-05-26 15:21:05 | 135.67 | 98% |
| 447499 | 2022-05-22 00:47:05 | 140.45 | 97% |
| 423564 | 2022-05-05 17:49:45 | 150.48 | 97% |
| 421500 | 2022-05-03 20:36:18 | 143.23 | 96% |
| 403337 | 2022-04-21 03:48:27 | 150.37 | 99% |
| 310715 | 2020-10-11 13:55:07 | 157.64 | 99% |
| 310714 | 2020-10-11 13:53:07 | 140.16 | 98% |
| 310713 | 2020-10-11 13:51:57 | 157.91 | 98% |
| 310712 | 2020-10-11 13:50:40 | 153.10 | 98% |