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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8836 | 2010-02-21 00:36:54 | 45.23 | |
| 8675 | 2010-02-12 06:22:15 | 34.18 | |
| 8655 | 2010-02-11 22:07:49 | 39.03 | |
| 8034 | 2009-11-12 22:08:37 | 28.53 | |
| 7534 | 2009-10-25 03:38:47 | 31.30 | |
| 960 | 2008-09-30 17:15:48 | 30.43 | |
| 758 | 2008-09-22 18:06:25 | 28.18 | |
| 635 | 2008-09-12 02:54:51 | 31.57 | |
| 494 | 2008-09-05 18:26:59 | 31.52 | |
| 312 | 2008-08-26 06:53:46 | 30.87 |