Text race history for baljit (baljitchauhan)

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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
1512 2014-10-24 15:22:08 60.40 90%
1246 2014-07-02 00:05:08 46.99 84%