For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affection upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened - then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret, like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 253 | 2017-01-04 17:04:38 | 61.82 | 88% |
| 64 | 2016-12-31 07:03:49 | 59.63 | 86% |