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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 280036 | 2020-11-14 10:14:13 | 137.03 | 98% |
| 264806 | 2020-04-16 09:38:09 | 133.24 | 99% |
| 260980 | 2020-03-08 23:56:36 | 121.24 | 98% |
| 253243 | 2019-11-21 11:47:54 | 128.62 | 99% |
| 246229 | 2019-07-16 08:44:52 | 124.45 | 98% |
| 245004 | 2019-07-01 05:49:52 | 137.33 | 98% |
| 244705 | 2019-06-30 01:34:29 | 134.97 | 98% |
| 243986 | 2019-06-24 09:24:27 | 111.30 | 97% |
| 242274 | 2019-06-12 01:02:37 | 116.60 | 98% |
| 241084 | 2019-06-03 04:26:15 | 117.27 | 98% |
| 240950 | 2019-06-02 10:38:12 | 133.23 | 99% |