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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 57218 | 2019-06-29 09:08:58 | 64.21 | 97% |
| 52157 | 2019-01-19 15:00:43 | 64.41 | 98% |
| 49863 | 2018-10-09 17:32:48 | 68.05 | 98% |
| 48905 | 2018-08-29 15:43:46 | 65.43 | 96% |
| 47084 | 2018-07-07 16:02:04 | 71.68 | 99% |
| 42644 | 2018-02-19 16:04:59 | 64.17 | 97% |
| 40130 | 2017-11-06 13:07:01 | 63.69 | 98% |
| 39015 | 2017-10-14 09:17:59 | 65.03 | 97% |
| 38606 | 2017-10-07 07:51:46 | 68.31 | 97% |
| 37570 | 2017-09-15 13:15:53 | 70.45 | 99% |