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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 35149 | 2020-02-24 15:52:22 | 133.02 | 97% |
| 34094 | 2020-02-02 14:19:37 | 150.45 | 99% |
| 33608 | 2020-01-26 14:11:58 | 142.74 | 99% |
| 24495 | 2019-05-22 13:04:04 | 130.07 | 98% |
| 23569 | 2019-05-12 13:09:05 | 147.38 | 99% |
| 19991 | 2019-03-31 13:22:50 | 142.83 | 98% |
| 18467 | 2019-03-22 10:27:34 | 129.98 | 98% |
| 17150 | 2019-03-12 16:54:38 | 135.60 | 99% |
| 15484 | 2019-03-02 14:32:12 | 137.10 | 99% |
| 8364 | 2018-12-23 16:51:42 | 128.29 | 98% |
| 5789 | 2018-11-18 01:01:15 | 129.53 | 98% |
| 496 | 2018-04-05 09:35:58 | 121.11 | 98% |
| 463 | 2018-03-30 23:18:55 | 134.02 | 99% |