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 |
---|---|---|---|
9628 | 2010-11-26 14:15:20 | 66.54 | |
9338 | 2010-04-28 04:27:22 | 57.06 | |
9328 | 2010-04-28 04:10:44 | 56.06 | |
8834 | 2010-03-03 08:07:17 | 60.37 | |
8177 | 2010-02-08 09:01:57 | 56.27 | |
7466 | 2010-01-06 09:09:48 | 54.95 | |
7296 | 2009-12-29 09:39:49 | 53.21 | |
7244 | 2009-12-28 09:12:28 | 52.15 | |
6116 | 2009-09-30 10:34:15 | 50.53 | |
4949 | 2009-07-08 09:46:32 | 51.40 | |
4797 | 2009-06-28 08:00:26 | 43.62 | |
4761 | 2009-06-23 11:40:05 | 47.40 | |
4532 | 2009-06-05 07:32:48 | 47.25 | |
4339 | 2009-06-01 03:16:56 | 44.75 | |
4065 | 2009-05-22 05:40:12 | 41.98 | |
3780 | 2009-05-14 15:53:55 | 40.52 | |
3754 | 2009-05-14 11:49:47 | 44.60 | |
3734 | 2009-05-14 07:00:37 | 37.57 | |
3270 | 2009-05-05 06:52:03 | 41.46 | |
2804 | 2009-04-25 12:46:24 | 36.27 | |
2480 | 2009-04-18 13:05:20 | 36.22 | |
2476 | 2009-04-18 12:57:55 | 35.94 |