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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 23746 | 2023-09-09 06:08:03 | 76.89 | 95.8% |
| 20119 | 2023-01-29 18:22:14 | 72.91 | 96% |
| 19489 | 2022-12-09 05:37:57 | 72.16 | 96% |
| 15442 | 2022-03-09 04:26:33 | 70.19 | 96% |
| 14508 | 2022-02-07 13:19:51 | 75.81 | 97% |
| 13925 | 2022-01-26 12:29:42 | 58.01 | 94% |
| 11949 | 2021-10-04 15:47:12 | 70.64 | 95% |
| 11161 | 2021-09-17 06:00:23 | 73.56 | 97% |
| 9064 | 2021-06-16 13:48:58 | 63.90 | 94% |
| 6376 | 2021-03-23 05:08:39 | 63.78 | 96% |
| 1006 | 2020-05-11 08:10:40 | 44.52 | 94% |