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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15937 | 2023-05-01 03:34:38 | 92.05 | 99% |
| 15145 | 2022-10-07 04:32:53 | 76.23 | 98% |
| 15099 | 2022-10-04 03:35:53 | 86.89 | 98% |
| 14962 | 2022-09-21 02:17:21 | 84.45 | 98% |
| 14649 | 2022-08-28 12:40:49 | 87.04 | 99% |
| 13881 | 2022-05-16 04:40:12 | 79.35 | 97% |
| 13028 | 2022-02-09 04:11:54 | 91.47 | 98% |
| 11472 | 2021-11-10 02:29:47 | 78.12 | 96% |
| 8929 | 2021-07-31 04:28:03 | 76.27 | 96% |
| 286 | 2020-08-28 03:53:35 | 60.98 | 97% |