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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10919 | 2017-09-22 20:54:13 | 87.19 | 100% |
| 10428 | 2017-09-13 04:55:16 | 76.38 | 98% |
| 8095 | 2016-12-07 19:56:29 | 80.61 | 97% |
| 6523 | 2015-11-29 22:38:07 | 74.26 | 94% |
| 5797 | 2015-09-29 00:50:25 | 68.82 | 97% |
| 5787 | 2015-09-29 00:20:22 | 69.74 | 96% |
| 5736 | 2015-09-28 03:02:05 | 65.20 | 97% |
| 5413 | 2015-09-21 05:17:53 | 73.45 | 97% |
| 5156 | 2015-09-15 04:54:37 | 70.18 | 96% |
| 3246 | 2014-12-13 01:34:25 | 73.75 | 98% |
| 2829 | 2014-09-15 20:08:11 | 73.52 | 97% |
| 2597 | 2014-09-03 00:58:34 | 61.62 | 96% |
| 2166 | 2014-07-28 00:42:55 | 74.73 | 99% |
| 1292 | 2014-06-03 23:08:50 | 69.15 | 96% |
| 940 | 2013-10-26 03:08:02 | 58.84 | 95% |
| 323 | 2013-04-14 06:45:30 | 66.40 | 98% |