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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 100353 | 2020-07-14 23:59:57 | 87.57 | 96% |
| 90149 | 2020-03-25 01:47:13 | 86.00 | 96% |
| 88436 | 2020-02-28 10:37:27 | 103.53 | 98% |
| 86251 | 2019-12-26 05:12:24 | 79.52 | 95% |
| 68494 | 2019-01-14 20:43:24 | 100.55 | 98% |
| 63166 | 2018-09-28 20:52:14 | 87.10 | 97% |
| 61073 | 2018-08-13 00:49:46 | 69.48 | 95% |
| 54680 | 2018-04-10 11:38:33 | 78.63 | 96% |
| 49187 | 2017-12-23 08:18:14 | 78.26 | 96% |
| 42197 | 2017-08-05 19:03:26 | 76.96 | 95% |