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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15621 | 2016-06-21 18:54:22 | 133.07 | 85% |
| 14774 | 2016-05-08 18:58:56 | 131.33 | 87% |
| 10644 | 2015-05-22 18:49:59 | 140.42 | 95% |
| 9435 | 2015-04-03 14:20:11 | 146.68 | 98% |
| 9226 | 2015-04-01 18:27:02 | 142.93 | 98% |
| 2299 | 2013-09-12 17:40:51 | 90.63 | 79% |