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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 43141 | 2023-07-06 18:56:35 | 44.76 | 97% |
| 42104 | 2023-06-07 12:47:29 | 77.47 | 97% |
| 40278 | 2023-04-27 08:23:31 | 45.48 | 95% |
| 36811 | 2022-07-23 15:45:43 | 68.19 | 94% |
| 35415 | 2022-05-17 17:38:16 | 59.95 | 95% |
| 34929 | 2022-04-11 19:07:28 | 88.93 | 98% |
| 34126 | 2022-03-31 20:27:32 | 100.17 | 98% |
| 32028 | 2022-02-04 01:22:50 | 88.49 | 97% |
| 31455 | 2022-01-31 00:56:27 | 77.99 | 96% |
| 23263 | 2021-07-24 11:34:59 | 69.79 | 95% |
| 15913 | 2021-01-13 12:02:53 | 71.20 | 94% |
| 12001 | 2020-11-17 14:28:34 | 63.48 | 93% |
| 3894 | 2020-07-23 11:27:33 | 54.37 | 93% |