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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 29722 | 2020-07-24 14:03:49 | 95.91 | 97% |
| 29633 | 2020-07-24 08:52:37 | 93.67 | 98% |
| 29214 | 2020-07-20 01:21:24 | 92.59 | 98% |
| 15678 | 2019-05-08 10:38:25 | 90.89 | 97% |
| 14825 | 2019-04-11 10:49:25 | 79.41 | 96% |
| 8506 | 2019-01-10 13:25:13 | 77.83 | 97% |
| 4350 | 2018-10-12 18:01:43 | 69.80 | 96% |
| 2767 | 2018-05-12 08:08:15 | 65.16 | 97% |
| 1176 | 2018-04-09 10:45:49 | 58.32 | 96% |