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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2597 | 2009-04-01 03:30:53 | 30.75 | |
| 2139 | 2009-02-23 02:33:57 | 29.76 | |
| 1831 | 2009-02-06 02:19:00 | 25.60 | |
| 984 | 2008-12-27 04:01:57 | 27.33 | |
| 974 | 2008-12-27 03:44:22 | 20.38 | |
| 743 | 2008-12-20 14:29:54 | 28.84 | |
| 640 | 2008-12-17 04:56:31 | 28.82 | |
| 615 | 2008-12-16 02:36:07 | 23.41 | |
| 554 | 2008-12-15 01:24:42 | 26.37 | |
| 415 | 2008-12-09 13:44:04 | 19.82 | |
| 329 | 2008-12-06 21:37:31 | 21.84 | |
| 299 | 2008-12-05 19:29:27 | 22.81 | |
| 168 | 2008-12-03 03:10:45 | 21.62 | |
| 84 | 2008-11-30 19:07:20 | 20.59 | |
| 34 | 2008-11-28 20:26:44 | 23.62 |