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 |
---|---|---|---|
49006 | 2019-04-24 00:34:14 | 113.00 | 97% |
44749 | 2019-03-16 04:26:04 | 101.76 | 97% |
43905 | 2019-03-02 14:32:18 | 114.50 | 98% |
43027 | 2019-02-14 01:24:25 | 123.48 | 99% |
36954 | 2018-12-20 05:33:33 | 118.25 | 98% |
35579 | 2018-10-20 10:23:54 | 105.22 | 97% |
35040 | 2018-01-04 07:49:28 | 108.93 | 98% |
34978 | 2018-01-04 04:54:03 | 109.92 | 98% |
33425 | 2017-12-10 10:19:57 | 101.98 | 96% |
32231 | 2017-08-28 19:10:38 | 85.84 | 96% |