I came into this world in the rough and ready year of 1923. It was a barbarous time, it was a bleak time, and it was an uncivilized time. My memories stretch back almost a hundred years and if I close my eyes, I can smell the poverty that oozes from the dusky tenement streets of my boyhood. I can taste on my lips the bread and drippings that I was served for my tea. I can remember extreme hunger and my parents' undying love for me.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 175910 | 2020-10-22 16:38:19 | 127.71 | 99% |
| 169623 | 2020-03-02 17:56:31 | 128.00 | 100% |
| 168913 | 2020-02-11 22:49:56 | 120.76 | 98% |
| 168314 | 2020-01-13 20:46:28 | 109.29 | 97% |
| 166651 | 2019-10-08 13:27:39 | 110.80 | 98% |
| 166278 | 2019-09-27 17:56:56 | 125.96 | 99% |
| 165195 | 2019-09-12 17:03:46 | 114.96 | 98% |
| 160866 | 2019-05-24 22:04:09 | 92.02 | 97% |