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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1207 | 2017-04-27 22:55:26 | 113.24 | 89% |
| 667 | 2017-04-04 03:17:37 | 108.57 | 92% |
| 563 | 2017-04-03 23:18:15 | 131.62 | 98% |