I came into this world in the rough and ready year of 1923. It was a barbarous time, it was a bleak time, and it was an uncivilized time. My memories stretch back almost a hundred years and if I close my eyes, I can smell the poverty that oozes from the dusky tenement streets of my boyhood. I can taste on my lips the bread and drippings that I was served for my tea. I can remember extreme hunger and my parents' undying love for me.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 46351 | 2020-12-14 05:22:18 | 86.64 | 98% |
| 45746 | 2020-12-09 12:55:53 | 99.65 | 99% |
| 34737 | 2020-06-08 13:49:01 | 89.77 | 98% |
| 30520 | 2020-03-18 06:54:37 | 87.61 | 98% |
| 28643 | 2020-02-27 10:29:00 | 83.34 | 97% |
| 19332 | 2019-10-12 11:44:43 | 71.46 | 96% |
| 14338 | 2019-05-31 13:19:37 | 60.22 | 96% |