Text race history for Steve (maltrongeek)

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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
1322 2017-03-13 11:51:25 60.76 97%
515 2015-11-28 22:54:05 69.30 96%