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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2810 | 2010-04-23 20:57:45 | 59.19 | |
| 2697 | 2010-04-19 08:39:11 | 66.58 | |
| 2433 | 2008-12-28 12:33:17 | 63.11 | |
| 2395 | 2008-12-26 21:00:39 | 65.06 | |
| 2124 | 2008-12-14 09:18:48 | 48.60 | |
| 2032 | 2008-12-06 17:20:22 | 62.44 | |
| 1857 | 2008-11-25 16:31:54 | 64.87 | |
| 1575 | 2008-11-15 16:50:31 | 65.92 | |
| 1536 | 2008-11-13 16:08:30 | 70.99 | |
| 1510 | 2008-11-13 14:42:46 | 57.98 | |
| 1421 | 2008-11-09 20:29:58 | 60.00 | |
| 1158 | 2008-11-02 21:42:00 | 58.81 | |
| 760 | 2008-10-22 12:45:56 | 53.26 | |
| 269 | 2008-10-16 23:37:12 | 52.60 | |
| 173 | 2008-10-14 04:28:37 | 42.58 | |
| 60 | 2008-10-12 07:19:39 | 41.21 |