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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 39904 | 2020-03-28 10:30:37 | 66.28 | 96% |
| 36006 | 2020-01-01 21:31:04 | 68.46 | 97% |
| 30448 | 2019-08-02 10:11:19 | 71.27 | 98% |
| 23310 | 2019-05-01 06:29:03 | 64.74 | 96% |
| 18197 | 2019-02-10 13:37:34 | 65.97 | 97% |
| 17005 | 2019-01-29 13:11:23 | 49.61 | 94% |
| 12214 | 2018-11-06 07:07:40 | 53.48 | 97% |
| 9162 | 2018-07-01 05:30:57 | 41.55 | 95% |