I came into this world in the rough and ready year of 1923. It was a barbarous time, it was a bleak time, and it was an uncivilized time. My memories stretch back almost a hundred years and if I close my eyes, I can smell the poverty that oozes from the dusky tenement streets of my boyhood. I can taste on my lips the bread and drippings that I was served for my tea. I can remember extreme hunger and my parents' undying love for me.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 125401 | 2020-12-08 03:39:23 | 128.03 | 97% |
| 121874 | 2020-07-28 16:57:15 | 162.25 | 99% |
| 119828 | 2020-05-15 17:19:41 | 153.62 | 98% |
| 117429 | 2020-03-21 02:46:15 | 116.70 | 96% |
| 113771 | 2019-12-01 16:25:34 | 141.71 | 97% |
| 105644 | 2019-08-07 03:01:04 | 152.66 | 99% |
| 103598 | 2019-05-14 03:52:28 | 140.38 | 97% |
| 102345 | 2019-04-22 00:46:39 | 132.74 | 96% |