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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 28016 | 2023-04-19 08:10:46 | 91.82 | 95% |
| 26277 | 2023-01-27 13:22:44 | 82.47 | 97% |
| 24456 | 2022-06-02 06:33:19 | 75.65 | 96% |
| 21010 | 2022-04-18 10:13:42 | 83.46 | 96% |
| 14879 | 2022-02-05 11:37:37 | 86.17 | 97% |
| 12311 | 2021-12-18 10:08:11 | 77.08 | 96% |
| 8133 | 2021-11-06 08:15:54 | 77.70 | 97% |
| 7741 | 2021-10-25 07:56:45 | 74.46 | 96% |
| 6786 | 2021-09-23 16:56:59 | 78.24 | 98% |
| 3897 | 2019-11-09 13:02:53 | 74.12 | 96% |
| 2145 | 2019-10-05 12:03:25 | 82.57 | 98% |
| 1022 | 2019-09-14 11:13:46 | 53.32 | 94% |