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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 45017 | 2022-12-17 13:49:49 | 91.29 | 98% |
| 36221 | 2022-05-03 10:03:49 | 84.11 | 99% |
| 35777 | 2022-04-28 09:57:00 | 88.92 | 98% |
| 33244 | 2022-04-03 10:28:23 | 72.82 | 95% |
| 22703 | 2021-12-18 12:20:34 | 71.53 | 97% |
| 17787 | 2021-10-28 09:57:52 | 76.07 | 98% |
| 5579 | 2021-06-26 08:34:59 | 50.09 | 95% |
| 5442 | 2021-06-25 07:20:27 | 60.70 | 97% |
| 2101 | 2021-05-12 08:22:34 | 44.00 | 96% |
| 1096 | 2021-05-01 18:47:41 | 39.08 | 95% |
| 689 | 2021-04-27 12:25:06 | 36.75 | 96% |
| 120 | 2021-03-28 09:31:12 | 40.26 | 95% |