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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5484 | 2014-11-26 16:06:49 | 104.02 | 99% |
| 4931 | 2014-11-11 00:42:25 | 98.18 | 95% |
| 4683 | 2014-11-03 21:29:22 | 91.63 | 95% |
| 4512 | 2011-12-04 17:06:15 | 86.77 | 94% |
| 4429 | 2011-11-29 17:41:40 | 89.10 | 92% |
| 3860 | 2011-10-29 15:43:40 | 92.75 | 94% |
| 3858 | 2011-10-29 15:42:01 | 87.76 | 91% |
| 3621 | 2011-10-25 00:10:51 | 84.33 | 92% |
| 3389 | 2011-10-17 01:45:56 | 81.65 | 93% |
| 3360 | 2011-10-17 00:12:45 | 87.89 | 95% |
| 3062 | 2011-10-12 02:35:57 | 94.16 | 96% |
| 2787 | 2011-10-07 22:38:48 | 83.65 | 92% |
| 2331 | 2011-09-29 22:17:53 | 89.13 | 96% |
| 1811 | 2011-09-15 01:38:05 | 83.29 | 96% |
| 1523 | 2011-08-26 00:14:21 | 84.70 | 96% |
| 1056 | 2010-11-17 01:29:46 | 80.30 | |
| 661 | 2010-10-25 02:07:43 | 76.86 | |
| 415 | 2010-10-24 02:11:09 | 83.79 | |
| 202 | 2010-10-23 15:42:34 | 82.10 |