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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 62588 | 2020-07-18 19:06:36 | 142.46 | 99% |
| 62131 | 2020-07-13 02:37:55 | 122.22 | 99% |
| 59260 | 2019-04-15 22:10:25 | 126.92 | 98% |
| 58930 | 2019-04-05 20:03:47 | 143.33 | 99% |
| 49577 | 2018-04-05 21:22:29 | 109.27 | 97% |
| 48131 | 2018-03-08 05:16:20 | 135.30 | 99% |
| 44937 | 2018-01-10 04:25:29 | 127.75 | 98% |
| 41868 | 2017-08-23 02:51:58 | 139.19 | 99% |
| 40983 | 2017-08-07 05:10:51 | 134.16 | 99% |