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.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
---|---|---|---|
2221 | 2015-03-23 14:56:00 | 120.85 | 92% |
1794 | 2015-03-10 14:18:08 | 150.60 | 100% |
1353 | 2015-03-05 13:50:53 | 137.57 | 93% |
1093 | 2015-03-01 14:26:07 | 134.85 | 94% |
1021 | 2015-02-28 16:04:01 | 125.94 | 90% |
935 | 2015-02-28 11:18:11 | 136.84 | 92% |
823 | 2015-02-26 17:53:52 | 151.70 | 100% |
582 | 2015-02-25 17:47:17 | 141.56 | 99% |
565 | 2015-02-25 13:38:37 | 138.02 | 98% |
516 | 2015-02-24 16:37:22 | 129.48 | 96% |
459 | 2015-02-23 19:02:33 | 86.08 | 79% |
314 | 2015-02-21 17:49:18 | 132.86 | 93% |
281 | 2015-02-20 19:57:38 | 144.53 | 97% |
195 | 2015-02-19 18:14:12 | 112.81 | 92% |
182 | 2015-02-19 14:41:22 | 128.33 | 96% |
168 | 2015-02-19 14:29:25 | 141.43 | 97% |
72 | 2015-02-18 17:01:43 | 137.13 | 99% |
45 | 2015-02-17 19:15:01 | 141.03 | 99% |