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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6688 | 2011-03-11 05:22:46 | 88.86 | |
| 6437 | 2011-02-24 23:21:32 | 83.42 | |
| 6371 | 2011-02-21 19:06:24 | 79.90 | |
| 5914 | 2011-01-20 03:16:50 | 81.46 | |
| 5815 | 2011-01-16 19:25:56 | 77.56 | |
| 5113 | 2010-12-26 22:18:51 | 81.01 | |
| 5108 | 2010-12-26 22:09:06 | 72.57 | |
| 4226 | 2010-12-07 22:55:09 | 82.94 | |
| 4188 | 2010-12-07 17:50:58 | 82.27 | |
| 3325 | 2010-11-23 18:50:44 | 77.81 | |
| 3216 | 2010-11-22 02:29:05 | 72.96 | |
| 3204 | 2010-11-22 01:52:48 | 77.91 | |
| 3093 | 2010-11-19 20:05:12 | 80.99 | |
| 2865 | 2010-11-17 17:27:16 | 70.12 | |
| 2082 | 2010-11-09 18:35:59 | 72.90 | |
| 1163 | 2010-10-30 20:30:25 | 70.34 | |
| 863 | 2010-10-27 19:18:23 | 75.77 | |
| 125 | 2010-10-18 01:41:36 | 84.30 |