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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 528 | 2017-12-19 11:49:24 | 65.88 | 96% |
| 214 | 2017-05-16 20:23:38 | 68.46 | 90% |
| 168 | 2017-05-15 20:48:10 | 61.03 | 88% |