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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11764 | 2022-06-12 18:20:41 | 96.13 | 98% |
| 9736 | 2017-11-27 20:10:47 | 90.75 | 98% |
| 7971 | 2017-08-22 11:24:42 | 97.46 | 98% |
| 4093 | 2015-04-05 18:15:16 | 82.41 | 88% |
| 3997 | 2015-03-29 10:57:07 | 85.75 | 91% |
| 3966 | 2015-03-28 18:34:40 | 85.77 | 90% |
| 3208 | 2014-12-02 18:58:21 | 71.40 | 89% |
| 3185 | 2014-12-01 18:38:03 | 76.87 | 90% |
| 3111 | 2014-11-16 12:55:54 | 74.87 | 90% |
| 3060 | 2014-11-13 19:47:45 | 66.78 | 86% |
| 2431 | 2014-07-13 10:39:52 | 82.04 | 90% |
| 2149 | 2014-06-27 16:55:27 | 76.97 | 91% |
| 1173 | 2014-02-18 13:35:26 | 66.19 | 90% |
| 256 | 2014-01-06 19:57:43 | 65.05 | 89% |