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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 21476 | 2023-02-28 10:22:03 | 89.24 | 97% |
| 20210 | 2022-12-01 12:56:45 | 104.44 | 98% |
| 19146 | 2022-11-15 23:44:04 | 99.56 | 98% |
| 18168 | 2022-10-22 23:07:33 | 105.15 | 98% |
| 17923 | 2022-10-17 19:16:15 | 100.81 | 99% |
| 17394 | 2022-09-26 09:35:44 | 101.72 | 97% |
| 14970 | 2022-02-01 22:29:02 | 94.05 | 97% |
| 10559 | 2021-11-13 12:48:58 | 104.84 | 98% |
| 8724 | 2021-01-03 21:14:09 | 92.04 | 97% |
| 3793 | 2020-02-08 23:48:20 | 72.59 | 96% |