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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5777 | 2017-11-07 13:29:10 | 57.07 | 94% |
| 5372 | 2017-01-04 23:53:40 | 55.27 | 83% |
| 5100 | 2016-10-06 20:56:45 | 60.56 | 87% |
| 5002 | 2016-06-14 14:08:02 | 65.27 | 87% |
| 4878 | 2016-06-05 23:12:27 | 70.80 | 94% |
| 4794 | 2016-05-30 16:41:04 | 60.52 | 87% |
| 4276 | 2015-11-20 02:44:35 | 64.27 | 92% |
| 4007 | 2015-11-06 00:10:16 | 54.36 | 84% |
| 3933 | 2015-11-02 11:27:19 | 56.46 | 85% |
| 3595 | 2015-10-16 11:34:53 | 60.68 | 89% |
| 3411 | 2015-10-08 20:59:19 | 56.03 | 83% |
| 3066 | 2015-07-29 17:41:20 | 57.19 | 86% |
| 2554 | 2015-06-20 09:11:08 | 51.98 | 87% |
| 2170 | 2015-05-24 17:34:11 | 55.32 | 87% |
| 944 | 2015-04-17 07:38:49 | 47.36 | 88% |
| 822 | 2015-03-18 11:41:29 | 38.93 | 79% |
| 590 | 2015-01-14 10:08:01 | 39.19 | 78% |
| 174 | 2014-12-24 02:34:27 | 35.23 | 80% |