Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free, the wretched refuse of your teeming shore. Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me, I lift my lamp beside the golden door!
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7727 | 2020-09-15 08:35:56 | 85.49 | 97% |
| 3181 | 2018-12-11 15:03:51 | 87.72 | 98% |
| 2309 | 2018-11-29 14:29:01 | 70.33 | 96% |
| 1037 | 2018-11-16 14:23:08 | 89.31 | 98% |
| 773 | 2018-11-11 18:31:17 | 73.27 | 95% |