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 |
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10056 | 2018-03-09 11:09:47 | 52.61 | 96% |
9926 | 2018-03-06 09:01:36 | 53.30 | 97% |
7807 | 2017-12-31 08:59:50 | 55.40 | 97% |
7321 | 2017-12-16 22:10:31 | 49.23 | 96% |
5523 | 2017-10-23 01:10:22 | 49.98 | 97% |
3101 | 2017-07-26 01:52:35 | 49.45 | 96% |