Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 58441 | 2019-09-29 12:25:21 | 109.79 | 97% |
| 57670 | 2019-07-04 12:29:17 | 109.72 | 97% |
| 56626 | 2019-04-02 12:32:22 | 109.13 | 98% |
| 54532 | 2018-07-27 11:31:55 | 132.87 | 99% |