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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 53770 | 2020-09-18 15:55:38 | 87.98 | 98% |
| 47273 | 2020-01-08 04:20:55 | 84.19 | 97% |
| 31075 | 2018-12-20 12:22:48 | 91.24 | 96% |
| 29614 | 2018-12-16 10:42:41 | 95.87 | 98% |
| 29053 | 2018-12-14 13:53:03 | 95.57 | 98% |
| 23264 | 2018-10-21 10:07:41 | 84.34 | 98% |
| 16870 | 2018-07-19 00:16:06 | 66.63 | 96% |
| 12310 | 2018-04-23 23:35:01 | 68.67 | 96% |
| 8551 | 2018-02-16 03:32:26 | 60.66 | 97% |