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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 30448 | 2023-10-05 04:18:00 | 96.25 | 97.7% |
| 26808 | 2023-08-26 21:21:22 | 91.23 | 97% |
| 21521 | 2023-07-08 12:41:14 | 82.87 | 96% |
| 18561 | 2023-06-05 08:41:27 | 88.23 | 96% |
| 18436 | 2023-06-03 09:00:28 | 92.77 | 98% |
| 13604 | 2023-04-16 08:42:31 | 82.41 | 96% |
| 9296 | 2023-03-08 11:57:21 | 81.00 | 98% |
| 7200 | 2023-02-15 05:46:27 | 71.29 | 96% |
| 1193 | 2022-12-06 05:21:13 | 64.73 | 96% |
| 1064 | 2022-12-02 02:29:34 | 61.78 | 95% |