He guessed as well as he could, and crawled along for a good way, till suddenly his hand met what felt like a tiny ring of cold metal lying on the floor of the tunnel. It was a turning point in his career, but he did not know it. He put the ring in his pocket almost without thinking; certainly it did not seem of any particular use at the moment.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1903 | 2020-04-09 17:07:28 | 146.88 | 99% |