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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10355 | 2018-10-14 07:33:04 | 58.93 | 97% |
| 7733 | 2015-08-20 05:28:19 | 70.59 | 95% |
| 4943 | 2015-06-05 10:29:47 | 72.26 | 97% |
| 3701 | 2015-05-01 19:12:30 | 76.26 | 98% |
| 3618 | 2015-04-29 10:22:48 | 54.29 | 95% |
| 3286 | 2014-07-02 11:46:22 | 74.43 | 98% |
| 2674 | 2012-11-30 15:30:16 | 72.37 | 95% |
| 2303 | 2012-11-19 15:22:39 | 71.66 | 97% |
| 2281 | 2012-11-19 10:44:11 | 66.96 | 93% |
| 1805 | 2012-10-29 10:56:11 | 68.52 | 95% |
| 1792 | 2012-10-28 21:18:45 | 66.94 | 96% |
| 1365 | 2012-09-30 17:25:56 | 69.26 | 98% |
| 1362 | 2012-09-28 18:50:47 | 69.58 | 98% |
| 837 | 2012-09-04 14:22:47 | 59.12 | 90% |
| 663 | 2012-09-01 17:35:28 | 68.00 | 96% |
| 385 | 2012-08-28 06:06:50 | 58.96 | 94% |