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 |
---|---|---|---|
32834 | 2020-12-09 13:25:43 | 132.02 | 97% |
26931 | 2020-04-11 04:09:43 | 128.18 | 97% |
20170 | 2018-09-14 03:28:54 | 144.54 | 99% |
17441 | 2018-06-13 03:41:23 | 141.24 | 99% |
16143 | 2018-03-06 13:57:23 | 136.10 | 99% |
10664 | 2017-08-12 15:31:00 | 118.04 | 97% |
9824 | 2017-07-22 08:02:58 | 138.87 | 98% |
8419 | 2017-06-05 02:36:43 | 129.93 | 99% |
8365 | 2017-06-03 14:44:02 | 122.68 | 93% |
6871 | 2017-04-16 15:59:04 | 136.21 | 98% |
5082 | 2017-01-18 10:03:44 | 128.78 | 96% |
4259 | 2016-12-27 14:02:39 | 134.73 | 97% |
3197 | 2016-12-12 01:38:53 | 120.05 | 94% |
2785 | 2016-12-05 12:51:44 | 131.05 | 97% |
2189 | 2016-11-24 12:37:58 | 120.41 | 95% |
1497 | 2016-11-04 14:18:54 | 128.90 | 98% |
982 | 2016-09-17 04:27:39 | 107.49 | 92% |
735 | 2016-09-05 01:01:11 | 106.02 | 94% |