Such dreary streets! Blocks of blackness, not houses, on either hand, and here and there a candle, like a candle moving about in a tomb. And this hour of the night, of the last day of the week, that quarter of the town proved all but deserted.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2091 | 2021-08-20 08:33:32 | 50.59 | 93% |
| 2082 | 2021-08-20 04:16:47 | 52.90 | 95% |