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 |
---|---|---|---|
19129 | 2022-05-20 05:22:03 | 107.72 | 99% |
11488 | 2015-04-03 07:26:01 | 73.62 | 89% |
10196 | 2015-02-02 16:06:53 | 71.63 | 91% |
10192 | 2015-02-02 16:01:59 | 75.24 | 94% |
8983 | 2014-11-21 06:30:00 | 72.48 | 95% |
8173 | 2014-10-23 07:14:26 | 76.61 | 97% |
8072 | 2014-10-15 21:12:15 | 76.95 | 94% |
7565 | 2014-09-29 13:28:32 | 70.89 | 90% |
5766 | 2014-06-26 16:05:02 | 76.06 | 91% |
4025 | 2013-12-08 06:49:38 | 73.00 | 97% |
2098 | 2013-08-14 15:47:50 | 68.03 | 93% |
1822 | 2013-08-05 09:41:38 | 66.32 | 92% |
1814 | 2013-08-04 07:08:51 | 63.85 | 90% |
1293 | 2013-05-27 14:15:20 | 65.48 | 96% |
667 | 2013-04-08 08:37:08 | 58.92 | 95% |
185 | 2013-03-15 06:08:47 | 53.66 | 93% |