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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7676 | 2023-05-02 21:54:28 | 81.13 | 96% |
| 5632 | 2017-06-02 06:46:08 | 75.25 | 95% |
| 4953 | 2017-03-07 15:01:27 | 79.86 | 96% |
| 4253 | 2016-09-08 10:23:03 | 80.71 | 95% |
| 4116 | 2016-08-23 03:14:24 | 79.72 | 97% |
| 4044 | 2016-07-26 01:37:32 | 74.09 | 95% |
| 2850 | 2016-02-01 22:32:53 | 71.06 | 96% |
| 1636 | 2015-12-25 23:42:19 | 45.51 | 96% |
| 1411 | 2015-12-10 10:10:20 | 71.70 | 97% |
| 1231 | 2015-12-04 06:20:23 | 68.34 | 94% |
| 956 | 2015-12-01 23:27:07 | 62.30 | 94% |
| 338 | 2015-11-08 20:28:34 | 61.62 | 96% |
| 278 | 2015-11-03 22:49:22 | 62.66 | 97% |
| 27 | 2015-10-30 22:41:19 | 55.50 | 97% |