Not a latent echo in the house, not a squeak and scuffle from the ice behind the panelling, not a drip from the half-thawed water-spout in the dull yard behind, not a sigh among the leafless boughs of one despondent poplar, not the idle swinging of an empty store-house door, no, not a clicking in the fire, but fell upon the heart of Scrooge with softening influence, and gave a freer passage to his tears.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 18295 | 2023-07-23 20:18:01 | 134.50 | 99% |
| 16913 | 2023-07-08 01:00:20 | 137.16 | 98% |