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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5390 | 2015-04-30 17:20:42 | 137.24 | 100% |
| 5251 | 2015-04-19 12:58:13 | 130.86 | 92% |
| 4913 | 2015-04-14 18:06:16 | 116.95 | 94% |
| 4910 | 2015-04-14 18:02:22 | 128.24 | 96% |
| 4589 | 2015-03-09 12:27:46 | 128.98 | 91% |
| 4402 | 2015-03-04 16:36:20 | 128.27 | 98% |
| 4321 | 2015-03-03 15:24:47 | 118.72 | 92% |
| 4314 | 2015-03-03 15:15:19 | 122.88 | 98% |