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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5795 | 2015-01-20 16:19:43 | 56.71 | 92% |
| 5490 | 2015-01-13 19:28:13 | 56.36 | 89% |
| 5303 | 2015-01-11 20:35:46 | 54.77 | 86% |
| 5187 | 2015-01-09 18:22:40 | 59.01 | 93% |
| 5044 | 2015-01-05 19:35:07 | 58.49 | 93% |
| 4849 | 2015-01-02 17:32:03 | 54.94 | 89% |
| 4828 | 2015-01-01 18:03:48 | 50.59 | 88% |
| 3754 | 2014-08-10 18:18:53 | 55.95 | 89% |
| 3578 | 2014-07-29 17:11:55 | 45.29 | 89% |
| 3107 | 2014-05-09 15:39:13 | 48.92 | 87% |
| 2193 | 2013-11-30 19:57:11 | 47.28 | 86% |
| 1948 | 2013-11-10 14:43:46 | 52.61 | 90% |
| 1643 | 2013-10-16 17:34:30 | 45.15 | 88% |
| 1627 | 2013-10-13 12:09:33 | 50.74 | 89% |
| 1215 | 2013-09-19 20:07:12 | 54.04 | 91% |
| 758 | 2013-08-29 19:46:04 | 63.91 | 96% |
| 283 | 2013-07-10 18:02:37 | 46.54 | 89% |