Not a latent echo in the house, not a squeak and scuffle from the ice behind the panelling, not a drip from the half-thawed water-spout in the dull yard behind, not a sigh among the leafless boughs of one despondent poplar, not the idle swinging of an empty store-house door, no, not a clicking in the fire, but fell upon the heart of Scrooge with softening influence, and gave a freer passage to his tears.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1906 | 2024-02-13 04:14:27 | 71.16 | 97.1% |
| 1677 | 2024-01-23 13:52:58 | 69.09 | 96% |