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 |
---|---|---|---|
8924 | 2015-04-14 13:22:01 | 95.31 | 98% |
7806 | 2014-12-16 07:31:29 | 83.83 | 95% |
7682 | 2014-12-02 07:40:15 | 93.94 | 98% |
7623 | 2014-11-25 11:56:05 | 77.50 | 92% |
7469 | 2014-11-19 11:54:57 | 89.05 | 96% |
7317 | 2014-11-15 10:55:26 | 83.89 | 93% |
7165 | 2014-11-08 12:29:01 | 80.64 | 95% |
6493 | 2014-06-27 12:46:31 | 70.27 | 90% |
4038 | 2012-08-25 14:08:14 | 65.74 | 90% |
3934 | 2012-08-14 11:49:47 | 61.58 | 91% |
3670 | 2011-11-10 07:56:59 | 59.20 | 90% |
3363 | 2011-09-05 18:15:38 | 59.34 | 96% |
2651 | 2011-07-04 10:47:31 | 76.56 | 96% |
2470 | 2011-06-30 04:42:18 | 73.97 | 93% |
2402 | 2011-06-26 15:52:37 | 64.11 | 88% |
2314 | 2011-06-24 15:45:39 | 67.64 | 95% |
1667 | 2011-06-21 12:33:24 | 57.12 | 87% |
1569 | 2011-06-21 08:32:15 | 63.92 | 90% |
746 | 2011-06-13 17:04:27 | 61.70 | 93% |
467 | 2011-06-09 11:38:12 | 44.95 | 98% |