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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3908 | 2017-01-14 00:19:47 | 113.26 | 93% |
| 3795 | 2017-01-04 21:04:39 | 92.75 | 83% |