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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4516 | 2011-10-03 22:41:11 | 87.90 | 93% |
| 4415 | 2011-09-24 18:07:30 | 87.56 | 91% |
| 4019 | 2011-08-24 00:09:25 | 78.70 | 89% |
| 3697 | 2011-06-02 03:56:24 | 89.57 | 92% |
| 3544 | 2011-05-08 21:10:30 | 86.20 | 91% |
| 3479 | 2011-05-04 15:07:05 | 85.41 | 92% |
| 3423 | 2011-04-28 15:10:45 | 85.21 | |
| 3259 | 2011-04-05 15:28:12 | 91.54 | |
| 3199 | 2011-03-30 01:25:48 | 85.56 | |
| 3135 | 2011-03-20 19:09:14 | 80.95 | |
| 2901 | 2011-02-13 20:44:26 | 79.36 | |
| 2730 | 2011-01-31 23:36:10 | 99.79 | |
| 2603 | 2011-01-04 03:13:18 | 88.44 | |
| 1465 | 2010-06-27 21:44:33 | 77.13 | |
| 1352 | 2010-06-03 22:17:37 | 94.15 | |
| 873 | 2009-10-15 21:19:58 | 79.05 | |
| 872 | 2009-10-15 18:07:00 | 73.29 | |
| 360 | 2009-08-27 20:52:36 | 71.65 | |
| 90 | 2009-08-16 15:59:53 | 79.55 |