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 |
---|---|---|---|
7991 | 2022-01-14 17:07:53 | 84.12 | 99% |
7873 | 2021-10-25 11:40:06 | 76.82 | 97% |
6603 | 2019-06-24 02:02:22 | 87.79 | 99% |
4867 | 2014-02-08 05:37:26 | 72.80 | 94% |
3774 | 2013-07-14 22:46:10 | 74.44 | 95% |
3333 | 2013-07-04 18:03:56 | 80.16 | 96% |
2941 | 2013-06-06 18:11:11 | 86.31 | 99% |
2872 | 2013-06-03 01:14:25 | 74.36 | 92% |
2767 | 2013-05-31 11:13:52 | 82.95 | 98% |
2606 | 2013-05-28 08:56:38 | 69.29 | 93% |
2509 | 2013-05-24 12:51:44 | 79.76 | 96% |
2079 | 2013-05-10 14:19:17 | 69.63 | 95% |
1885 | 2013-05-05 22:37:17 | 70.91 | 95% |
1884 | 2013-05-05 22:36:12 | 72.41 | 96% |
1868 | 2013-05-05 22:19:32 | 61.75 | 91% |
1020 | 2013-03-26 04:57:42 | 64.99 | 93% |
441 | 2013-03-08 22:10:23 | 61.96 | 94% |