He gazed up at the enormous face. Forty years it had taken him to learn what kind of smile was hidden beneath the dark moustache. O cruel, needless misunderstanding! O stubborn, self-willed exile from the loving breast! Two gin-scented tears trickled down the sides of his nose. But it was all right, everything was all right, the struggle was finished. He had won the victory over himself.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 50351 | 2019-12-10 06:48:25 | 108.22 | 98% |
| 47978 | 2019-04-13 04:08:58 | 108.15 | 97% |
| 37906 | 2019-01-04 01:57:02 | 112.13 | 98% |
| 34029 | 2018-01-01 11:26:09 | 119.18 | 98% |
| 31859 | 2017-08-26 05:50:13 | 99.40 | 97% |
| 31822 | 2017-08-26 01:05:08 | 95.90 | 97% |
| 30687 | 2017-08-20 00:33:36 | 92.48 | 97% |
| 28584 | 2017-08-06 09:48:42 | 93.83 | 97% |