I used to love travelling on the trains from town to town. The hotels... brass spittoons in the lobbies, brass beds in the rooms. It was the crowd, rising to their feet when the ball was hit deep. Shoot, I'd play for nothing!
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4415 | 2019-04-13 05:21:34 | 209.77 | 100% |
| 4414 | 2019-04-13 05:19:54 | 201.61 | 100% |