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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 809 | 2017-11-01 17:40:56 | 68.94 | 98% |
| 690 | 2017-10-31 23:58:19 | 67.36 | 97% |