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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 24253 | 2020-12-15 19:42:44 | 96.02 | 97% |
| 17489 | 2020-06-07 21:55:54 | 98.61 | 97% |
| 14419 | 2020-03-22 04:38:02 | 90.21 | 95% |
| 14395 | 2020-03-22 04:11:54 | 86.61 | 97% |
| 9050 | 2019-12-03 02:55:48 | 88.56 | 98% |
| 4638 | 2019-08-31 21:49:30 | 88.44 | 96% |
| 3379 | 2019-07-30 01:09:19 | 87.28 | 96% |
| 2447 | 2019-07-06 22:50:01 | 84.46 | 96% |