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.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3990 | 2017-12-11 22:11:47 | 136.41 | 97% |
| 2474 | 2016-04-30 21:38:33 | 148.05 | 95% |
| 1471 | 2015-04-17 17:09:33 | 154.30 | 99% |
| 1278 | 2015-04-11 23:26:34 | 130.66 | 87% |
| 895 | 2015-03-17 20:57:31 | 134.96 | 97% |
| 659 | 2015-03-14 17:51:57 | 134.71 | 89% |
| 639 | 2015-03-14 17:05:54 | 103.40 | 81% |
| 631 | 2015-03-14 16:57:41 | 118.04 | 91% |
| 424 | 2015-03-11 17:33:26 | 136.09 | 90% |