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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7945 | 2020-09-07 13:21:14 | 77.64 | 98% |
| 6368 | 2019-05-17 05:00:44 | 81.76 | 99% |
| 4907 | 2019-03-15 05:33:51 | 59.94 | 96% |
| 3225 | 2018-05-22 08:30:57 | 70.87 | 99% |
| 3121 | 2018-02-26 16:32:12 | 61.79 | 97% |