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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10122 | 2016-08-09 03:40:54 | 89.95 | 93% |
| 9309 | 2016-06-21 06:06:45 | 95.52 | 96% |
| 8818 | 2016-06-04 05:41:10 | 79.49 | 89% |
| 8244 | 2016-05-20 01:15:55 | 88.31 | 96% |
| 8025 | 2016-05-16 01:46:48 | 82.72 | 92% |
| 7991 | 2016-05-14 04:55:14 | 94.05 | 96% |
| 7160 | 2016-04-19 04:56:39 | 98.96 | 98% |
| 6702 | 2016-04-05 06:19:27 | 86.51 | 95% |
| 6475 | 2016-04-01 12:16:54 | 82.93 | 94% |
| 5460 | 2016-03-12 19:03:39 | 87.55 | 96% |
| 5250 | 2016-03-05 19:20:17 | 89.88 | 95% |
| 4264 | 2016-02-13 07:06:57 | 78.30 | 90% |
| 4255 | 2016-02-13 06:58:59 | 86.00 | 92% |
| 1669 | 2015-12-26 19:32:55 | 89.84 | 96% |
| 1177 | 2015-12-12 20:49:13 | 75.22 | 93% |
| 425 | 2015-11-27 20:36:19 | 68.94 | 88% |
| 227 | 2015-11-20 13:28:23 | 74.46 | 92% |