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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 41441 | 2020-05-11 19:47:36 | 121.06 | 98% |
| 38960 | 2020-01-21 17:54:20 | 93.26 | 96% |
| 35913 | 2019-05-27 21:55:48 | 122.99 | 99% |
| 35385 | 2019-05-05 01:37:41 | 84.57 | 97% |
| 34753 | 2019-02-25 17:23:51 | 95.91 | 96% |
| 32153 | 2018-03-31 04:02:30 | 91.84 | 96% |
| 31793 | 2018-01-16 23:41:32 | 104.27 | 97% |