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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 29372 | 2022-02-20 08:56:22 | 105.74 | 96% |
| 27915 | 2021-11-07 14:55:46 | 119.39 | 98% |
| 20304 | 2019-09-02 07:31:46 | 130.92 | 97% |
| 14950 | 2018-09-02 12:35:57 | 125.32 | 97% |
| 14481 | 2018-08-04 16:41:43 | 119.05 | 98% |
| 5222 | 2016-12-26 16:08:41 | 116.22 | 92% |
| 4729 | 2016-12-06 09:44:55 | 124.68 | 98% |
| 1589 | 2016-07-27 14:49:53 | 111.87 | 95% |
| 1542 | 2016-07-27 06:44:54 | 96.58 | 89% |
| 1003 | 2016-07-15 09:02:27 | 114.13 | 95% |
| 558 | 2016-07-09 16:01:03 | 116.00 | 98% |