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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 52035 | 2020-04-28 02:53:54 | 125.67 | 97% |
| 43652 | 2020-03-21 15:13:33 | 171.44 | 99% |
| 42494 | 2020-03-18 12:08:44 | 160.92 | 98% |
| 40161 | 2020-03-08 21:53:52 | 161.03 | 99% |
| 32795 | 2019-09-21 17:22:27 | 136.32 | 96% |
| 31262 | 2019-08-31 14:12:37 | 162.95 | 99% |
| 26696 | 2019-08-02 17:44:21 | 146.19 | 96% |
| 26002 | 2019-07-29 11:22:29 | 120.15 | 97% |
| 25471 | 2019-07-24 20:33:20 | 154.15 | 99% |
| 17898 | 2019-06-11 23:29:00 | 147.03 | 97% |
| 7114 | 2018-05-03 15:51:27 | 162.63 | 99% |