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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 25581 | 2016-11-13 06:10:54 | 152.09 | 96% |
| 18668 | 2010-12-30 02:55:57 | 130.33 | |
| 18667 | 2010-12-30 02:55:06 | 110.19 | |
| 18600 | 2010-12-30 01:06:58 | 150.45 | |
| 18144 | 2010-12-29 16:46:10 | 135.14 | |
| 17929 | 2010-12-29 12:17:41 | 122.44 | |
| 17802 | 2010-12-29 08:54:01 | 127.49 | |
| 17745 | 2010-12-29 07:53:54 | 130.49 | |
| 17650 | 2010-12-29 06:22:40 | 143.99 | |
| 14224 | 2010-09-04 13:50:52 | 115.08 |