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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2737 | 2020-02-20 11:11:50 | 66.86 | 97% |
| 910 | 2020-01-16 15:32:20 | 60.57 | 97% |