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 |
---|---|---|---|
9991 | 2012-06-08 05:57:34 | 76.21 | 93% |
9274 | 2012-02-07 02:08:09 | 93.90 | 97% |
8853 | 2011-11-27 05:23:30 | 76.52 | 95% |
8646 | 2011-11-19 04:06:52 | 90.68 | 98% |
8115 | 2011-09-18 03:25:41 | 86.89 | 95% |
7603 | 2010-08-14 06:42:34 | 85.93 | |
7286 | 2010-07-12 06:48:40 | 89.39 | |
6651 | 2010-05-30 02:43:06 | 77.77 | |
6603 | 2010-05-28 05:08:53 | 91.76 | |
6126 | 2010-05-14 03:06:45 | 82.16 | |
6073 | 2010-05-13 01:49:38 | 81.02 | |
5451 | 2010-04-21 01:08:43 | 69.75 | |
5261 | 2010-04-08 07:24:10 | 82.65 | |
5048 | 2010-04-06 03:02:46 | 92.15 | |
4475 | 2010-03-19 11:28:24 | 86.89 | |
4433 | 2010-03-18 20:34:03 | 83.24 | |
3452 | 2009-11-05 10:20:30 | 77.26 | |
2263 | 2009-09-28 23:00:47 | 82.24 | |
1045 | 2009-03-16 06:47:12 | 65.93 | |
1024 | 2009-03-16 06:06:52 | 64.84 | |
903 | 2009-03-05 06:50:23 | 74.87 | |
150 | 2009-01-13 17:42:44 | 67.46 |