I looked at the captain. That terrible avenger, like an archangel of hatred, still watched. When it was all over, he went to his cabin. Under his gallery of heroes I saw the portrait of a woman, still young, with two little children. He gazed on them for a time, held out his arms to them, then kneeling down he wept bitterly.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 48118 | 2020-09-03 21:07:21 | 109.21 | 95% |
| 47640 | 2020-03-11 18:29:21 | 112.00 | 97% |
| 46393 | 2019-12-29 18:42:19 | 121.48 | 96% |
| 42148 | 2019-08-23 16:34:06 | 114.80 | 95% |
| 35608 | 2019-04-27 20:45:45 | 111.95 | 96% |
| 35265 | 2019-04-22 17:10:27 | 120.97 | 96% |
| 32326 | 2019-01-31 21:45:35 | 134.12 | 97% |
| 28632 | 2018-11-21 20:32:43 | 112.00 | 98% |