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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 416 | 2019-08-22 18:14:56 | 51.86 | 99% |
| 257 | 2019-08-18 11:27:25 | 48.15 | 98% |
| 247 | 2019-08-17 17:31:55 | 42.94 | 97% |