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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4123 | 2011-01-11 07:43:14 | 85.40 | |
| 4066 | 2011-01-10 08:12:23 | 95.65 | |
| 3859 | 2010-11-07 01:46:07 | 90.31 | |
| 3731 | 2010-09-30 13:01:18 | 67.64 | |
| 3645 | 2010-09-26 15:14:39 | 75.25 | |
| 3549 | 2010-09-18 13:56:19 | 91.58 | |
| 3018 | 2010-08-26 09:41:12 | 81.44 | |
| 2996 | 2010-08-24 10:36:05 | 88.94 | |
| 2908 | 2010-08-19 12:41:41 | 93.47 | |
| 2540 | 2010-08-12 11:58:16 | 81.47 | |
| 2333 | 2010-08-08 08:17:48 | 93.41 | |
| 2106 | 2010-08-04 06:39:34 | 85.85 | |
| 2070 | 2010-08-03 09:30:34 | 71.94 | |
| 1734 | 2010-07-20 11:48:42 | 85.21 | |
| 1418 | 2010-07-14 06:18:35 | 92.14 | |
| 1331 | 2010-07-10 05:22:59 | 90.02 | |
| 1005 | 2010-06-26 13:03:10 | 76.15 | |
| 890 | 2010-06-24 12:53:22 | 72.30 | |
| 262 | 2010-05-26 13:18:44 | 76.05 |