Text race history for Crystal (crystalisabell)

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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
738 2009-12-10 15:00:53 77.42
636 2009-12-01 19:02:49 61.88
299 2009-09-29 14:36:37 69.69
154 2009-09-10 14:31:37 57.95