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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11560 | 2020-04-18 14:27:19 | 97.05 | 99% |
| 10587 | 2017-08-29 23:29:58 | 94.73 | 98% |
| 10407 | 2017-06-13 21:19:35 | 98.67 | 98% |
| 9783 | 2016-11-30 22:35:18 | 102.98 | 98% |
| 9772 | 2016-11-30 22:24:51 | 100.46 | 98% |
| 8838 | 2016-10-31 15:46:47 | 98.86 | 96% |
| 8367 | 2016-10-24 18:12:39 | 107.72 | 100% |
| 7879 | 2016-10-21 07:10:09 | 103.95 | 98% |
| 7262 | 2016-10-11 01:49:02 | 101.94 | 97% |
| 6709 | 2016-09-29 13:55:28 | 92.43 | 95% |
| 4892 | 2016-06-20 22:01:12 | 95.61 | 96% |
| 4389 | 2016-06-18 05:41:52 | 87.99 | 95% |
| 4077 | 2016-06-17 22:20:33 | 97.29 | 99% |
| 3569 | 2016-01-01 13:34:11 | 105.21 | 98% |
| 2975 | 2015-09-16 15:40:18 | 86.89 | 95% |
| 2708 | 2015-09-07 10:17:17 | 77.06 | 96% |
| 1356 | 2015-06-17 09:06:27 | 89.21 | 96% |