And the men with the cigarettes in their straight-lined mouths, the men with the eyes of puff- adders, took up their load of machine and tube, their case of liquid melancholy and the slow dark sludge of nameless stuff, and strolled out the door.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 23 | 2019-02-03 00:44:14 | 151.84 | 98% |