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 |
---|---|---|---|
5701 | 2018-12-19 11:29:06 | 93.83 | 98% |
5373 | 2017-02-25 11:39:14 | 86.70 | 97% |
4979 | 2016-12-27 08:57:09 | 73.96 | 97% |
4611 | 2016-10-26 12:19:00 | 80.97 | 95% |
4221 | 2016-10-07 13:20:26 | 72.61 | 91% |
3138 | 2016-01-09 19:02:41 | 84.34 | 99% |
2933 | 2015-10-24 18:28:01 | 82.05 | 96% |
2696 | 2015-05-23 20:36:24 | 77.81 | 95% |
2664 | 2014-10-12 05:40:51 | 75.61 | 95% |
2639 | 2014-09-23 04:14:44 | 72.21 | 96% |
2270 | 2013-11-13 08:14:52 | 69.29 | 89% |
2032 | 2013-01-25 19:23:29 | 63.50 | 92% |
1869 | 2012-08-09 02:44:57 | 63.71 | 92% |
1794 | 2012-07-11 06:03:45 | 61.74 | 93% |
1562 | 2012-04-30 18:11:41 | 64.27 | 92% |
1321 | 2012-03-19 18:33:35 | 62.82 | 93% |
523 | 2011-11-04 18:24:50 | 41.80 | 90% |
491 | 2011-11-02 18:16:46 | 49.08 | 96% |