Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 37438 | 2020-11-20 15:11:40 | 76.82 | 97% |
| 36780 | 2020-11-11 14:36:21 | 82.02 | 99% |
| 33923 | 2020-10-16 16:46:31 | 69.28 | 99% |
| 18495 | 2018-11-22 17:23:40 | 59.43 | 96% |
| 16318 | 2018-08-21 23:26:02 | 71.53 | 99% |