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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7191 | 2018-12-13 19:44:31 | 84.50 | 96% |
| 7111 | 2018-12-10 21:32:15 | 95.42 | 96% |
| 6077 | 2018-02-11 09:34:09 | 94.58 | 98% |
| 6040 | 2018-02-09 22:18:10 | 98.27 | 100% |