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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 21886 | 2023-08-04 16:30:22 | 73.54 | 94.3% |
| 11130 | 2022-03-26 08:32:04 | 75.86 | 96% |
| 10889 | 2022-03-05 04:24:28 | 81.30 | 97% |
| 8387 | 2020-02-20 04:29:30 | 72.02 | 97% |
| 3330 | 2016-07-09 01:50:18 | 55.76 | 92% |
| 3006 | 2016-05-01 14:14:29 | 56.93 | 92% |
| 1936 | 2016-03-05 09:18:29 | 52.24 | 89% |
| 1877 | 2016-03-04 09:51:52 | 63.99 | 96% |
| 1363 | 2016-02-20 15:36:56 | 64.54 | 96% |
| 868 | 2014-06-06 08:27:12 | 58.65 | 98% |
| 655 | 2014-01-31 08:34:25 | 51.13 | 92% |
| 39 | 2012-05-31 08:01:23 | 47.08 | 99% |