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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 86390 | 2019-12-27 07:05:38 | 88.07 | 97% |
| 86322 | 2019-12-26 08:15:07 | 97.76 | 98% |
| 82876 | 2019-09-12 21:27:03 | 79.70 | 95% |
| 72387 | 2019-03-06 02:33:15 | 83.77 | 96% |
| 71062 | 2019-02-12 06:45:44 | 92.14 | 98% |
| 69273 | 2019-01-22 18:09:11 | 88.75 | 97% |
| 66437 | 2018-12-13 17:30:21 | 89.38 | 97% |
| 52312 | 2018-02-28 19:48:09 | 109.31 | 99% |
| 43393 | 2017-09-05 22:43:13 | 84.40 | 97% |
| 43068 | 2017-08-27 20:20:31 | 81.96 | 97% |