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 |
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417 | 2023-10-18 05:35:26 | 85.26 | 96.1% |
403 | 2023-08-07 12:50:35 | 87.46 | 97% |