I came into this world in the rough and ready year of 1923. It was a barbarous time, it was a bleak time, and it was an uncivilized time. My memories stretch back almost a hundred years and if I close my eyes, I can smell the poverty that oozes from the dusky tenement streets of my boyhood. I can taste on my lips the bread and drippings that I was served for my tea. I can remember extreme hunger and my parents' undying love for me.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 98365 | 2020-06-18 08:37:20 | 87.58 | 97% |
| 97771 | 2020-06-08 06:08:04 | 84.35 | 97% |
| 84163 | 2019-10-12 08:56:13 | 75.09 | 95% |
| 83613 | 2019-09-23 03:31:26 | 79.24 | 95% |
| 83508 | 2019-09-22 01:41:31 | 77.35 | 95% |
| 82477 | 2019-09-09 14:16:25 | 86.25 | 97% |
| 74494 | 2019-04-22 02:34:37 | 79.21 | 95% |