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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4083 | 2025-07-23 16:25:41 | 101.19 | 98% |
| 3561 | 2024-01-01 10:11:58 | 83.33 | 95.9% |