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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 415 | 2017-01-12 05:38:23 | 59.80 | 88% |
| 366 | 2017-01-08 03:43:23 | 60.90 | 90% |