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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 35364 | 2020-10-06 23:00:02 | 130.86 | 99% |
| 33699 | 2020-07-28 03:27:25 | 138.09 | 100% |
| 30767 | 2020-06-09 07:12:19 | 132.95 | 99% |
| 25650 | 2020-01-26 22:28:48 | 131.16 | 99% |
| 22623 | 2019-11-18 02:45:22 | 125.76 | 99% |
| 22184 | 2019-11-08 04:28:03 | 123.97 | 99% |
| 20390 | 2019-09-23 02:25:20 | 96.35 | 98% |