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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 31234 | 2019-07-30 18:00:38 | 120.48 | 98% |
| 30345 | 2019-04-27 15:43:52 | 117.56 | 98% |
| 29735 | 2019-04-07 20:19:57 | 128.08 | 98% |
| 29433 | 2019-03-28 20:55:35 | 128.87 | 98% |
| 28797 | 2019-03-12 16:54:43 | 116.39 | 97% |
| 26323 | 2018-03-08 09:42:21 | 131.80 | 99% |
| 25182 | 2018-02-21 04:55:43 | 107.36 | 97% |
| 23167 | 2018-01-25 16:46:17 | 108.22 | 97% |
| 21322 | 2018-01-08 16:39:02 | 110.09 | 98% |
| 17955 | 2017-12-22 01:56:46 | 106.71 | 97% |
| 15972 | 2017-09-22 19:39:40 | 113.27 | 99% |