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 |
---|---|---|---|
9113 | 2016-04-13 14:00:54 | 89.96 | 99% |
7918 | 2015-05-19 16:31:20 | 75.59 | 95% |
7706 | 2015-05-09 03:38:30 | 71.10 | 97% |
7318 | 2015-03-20 20:35:16 | 71.78 | 96% |
7020 | 2015-02-14 02:32:37 | 73.90 | 96% |
6493 | 2014-12-02 02:48:04 | 75.17 | 99% |
6171 | 2014-08-03 01:34:29 | 65.25 | 95% |
5821 | 2014-07-04 23:52:06 | 65.49 | 96% |
5625 | 2014-07-03 02:46:36 | 61.63 | 95% |
5549 | 2014-07-02 23:11:29 | 69.02 | 95% |
4268 | 2013-10-11 22:30:01 | 76.14 | 98% |
4079 | 2013-09-12 14:39:57 | 74.77 | 98% |
3310 | 2013-04-10 05:18:42 | 77.45 | 99% |
2840 | 2013-02-19 21:41:23 | 68.89 | 97% |
2768 | 2013-02-19 02:26:37 | 68.56 | 99% |
2340 | 2013-01-13 00:32:52 | 69.75 | 97% |
2289 | 2012-12-26 22:02:02 | 70.22 | 97% |
1789 | 2012-11-24 02:04:49 | 48.70 | 98% |
645 | 2012-11-04 23:23:13 | 47.17 | 98% |
614 | 2012-11-03 13:52:38 | 49.35 | 96% |