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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 37093 | 2020-05-19 10:38:18 | 147.22 | 99% |
| 29161 | 2019-08-10 00:08:52 | 140.50 | 99% |
| 22834 | 2019-05-06 11:40:24 | 141.10 | 99% |
| 21140 | 2019-04-14 14:48:58 | 146.09 | 99% |
| 20861 | 2019-04-06 21:38:54 | 129.74 | 98% |
| 18653 | 2019-03-23 11:52:56 | 141.12 | 99% |
| 13407 | 2019-02-04 17:30:10 | 137.22 | 99% |
| 12442 | 2019-01-30 14:46:52 | 128.76 | 97% |
| 9446 | 2019-01-03 16:26:10 | 130.23 | 99% |
| 8531 | 2018-12-29 14:42:16 | 136.09 | 98% |
| 3191 | 2018-10-14 11:59:27 | 124.45 | 98% |
| 2016 | 2018-08-29 14:14:51 | 132.17 | 99% |