I drew the blankets over my head and tried to think of Christmas. But the grey face still followed me. It murmured, and I understood that it desired to confess something. I felt my soul receding into some pleasant and vicious region; and there again I found it waiting for me.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
---|---|---|---|
10566 | 2016-01-26 18:18:02 | 114.33 | 98% |
10017 | 2016-01-15 01:32:53 | 111.52 | 94% |
9911 | 2016-01-13 19:46:58 | 114.35 | 95% |
9468 | 2016-01-01 00:42:44 | 102.24 | 94% |
8683 | 2015-12-12 20:40:08 | 111.95 | 95% |
7766 | 2015-11-25 20:59:45 | 103.29 | 96% |
7338 | 2015-11-18 23:21:51 | 127.48 | 99% |
6455 | 2015-11-09 17:50:37 | 110.70 | 96% |
6166 | 2015-11-05 22:35:40 | 113.05 | 98% |
6087 | 2015-11-04 03:00:27 | 97.77 | 92% |
5495 | 2015-10-29 14:16:02 | 109.35 | 92% |
4765 | 2015-10-08 20:54:09 | 106.10 | 95% |
4526 | 2015-10-02 23:01:46 | 110.49 | 91% |
4499 | 2015-10-02 22:29:33 | 115.77 | 97% |
4269 | 2015-09-26 23:00:09 | 112.76 | 97% |
2172 | 2015-08-22 05:55:39 | 94.60 | 90% |
1896 | 2015-08-16 02:52:55 | 100.44 | 93% |
1734 | 2015-07-27 18:55:31 | 98.65 | 94% |
438 | 2015-07-09 23:48:00 | 88.16 | 92% |
260 | 2015-07-04 05:36:38 | 100.42 | 97% |