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 |
---|---|---|---|
41592 | 2018-05-06 17:02:06 | 87.93 | 98% |
40390 | 2018-04-26 21:34:22 | 96.89 | 99% |
33909 | 2018-03-07 10:03:43 | 77.00 | 96% |
30517 | 2018-02-01 01:03:01 | 88.99 | 97% |
30413 | 2018-01-31 18:40:25 | 87.94 | 98% |
30064 | 2018-01-30 10:34:36 | 79.56 | 97% |
28541 | 2018-01-18 23:00:45 | 81.25 | 97% |
28155 | 2018-01-16 16:49:44 | 81.04 | 97% |
26576 | 2018-01-06 09:37:49 | 93.29 | 98% |
21377 | 2017-11-16 17:40:31 | 82.53 | 98% |
20343 | 2017-11-10 06:54:53 | 66.15 | 95% |
17501 | 2017-10-26 20:24:11 | 82.01 | 97% |
16064 | 2017-10-15 00:21:30 | 83.80 | 98% |
13935 | 2017-09-27 20:26:17 | 71.47 | 96% |
13361 | 2017-09-24 16:24:13 | 76.73 | 97% |
12853 | 2017-09-22 19:48:34 | 77.01 | 98% |