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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 85691 | 2020-07-26 09:55:54 | 110.12 | 98% |
| 78420 | 2019-12-14 08:43:25 | 114.27 | 98% |
| 68931 | 2019-04-06 09:53:23 | 111.59 | 98% |
| 62741 | 2019-01-14 06:16:58 | 100.50 | 97% |
| 50386 | 2018-05-11 06:08:11 | 113.64 | 98% |
| 43213 | 2017-11-22 08:16:15 | 87.24 | 96% |
| 37050 | 2017-08-31 08:14:39 | 93.24 | 97% |
| 34933 | 2017-08-04 08:51:49 | 91.62 | 97% |
| 34860 | 2017-08-04 05:57:32 | 113.88 | 99% |
| 34621 | 2017-07-31 22:49:39 | 102.16 | 97% |