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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 62319 | 2020-05-11 13:38:55 | 62.83 | 95% |
| 58011 | 2019-10-05 16:29:22 | 61.27 | 96% |
| 54091 | 2019-03-20 12:19:47 | 66.42 | 97% |
| 50404 | 2018-11-15 12:37:43 | 67.91 | 97% |
| 49446 | 2018-09-24 14:59:07 | 61.50 | 96% |
| 48328 | 2018-08-16 12:24:21 | 71.76 | 98% |
| 47370 | 2018-07-12 06:09:15 | 66.20 | 97% |
| 45566 | 2018-05-15 16:00:30 | 67.09 | 98% |
| 41014 | 2017-12-29 12:55:14 | 61.72 | 97% |
| 40109 | 2017-11-05 14:22:24 | 56.22 | 97% |
| 37880 | 2017-09-20 15:12:20 | 68.46 | 98% |