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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 42633 | 2022-06-07 11:24:53 | 142.88 | 97% |
| 39692 | 2021-01-23 17:12:23 | 121.01 | 97% |
| 29586 | 2019-08-20 00:30:19 | 123.60 | 98% |
| 27565 | 2019-07-20 21:22:46 | 154.23 | 100% |
| 23322 | 2019-05-10 15:50:17 | 151.72 | 100% |
| 20585 | 2019-04-05 11:22:05 | 154.90 | 100% |
| 19576 | 2019-03-28 19:24:37 | 152.99 | 99% |
| 8795 | 2018-12-30 15:59:37 | 129.03 | 98% |
| 7310 | 2018-12-10 00:49:14 | 143.74 | 99% |
| 4823 | 2018-11-10 04:24:26 | 140.29 | 99% |