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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 37028 | 2017-11-24 13:53:45 | 169.96 | 100% |
| 24571 | 2017-09-29 11:54:49 | 62.03 | 99% |
| 24538 | 2017-09-29 11:22:30 | 114.16 | 97% |
| 22316 | 2017-09-19 17:05:12 | 53.05 | 98% |
| 19152 | 2017-09-19 01:16:19 | 57.31 | 97% |
| 16645 | 2017-09-18 14:50:03 | 36.80 | 97% |
| 15733 | 2017-09-17 15:46:40 | 74.02 | 98% |
| 14921 | 2017-09-15 12:02:30 | 37.47 | 98% |
| 14293 | 2017-09-15 00:10:13 | 71.01 | 98% |
| 6207 | 2017-09-05 22:20:24 | 103.02 | 97% |
| 4773 | 2017-09-05 13:17:59 | 129.29 | 98% |
| 3281 | 2017-09-05 04:08:44 | 97.87 | 98% |