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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 810 | 2017-06-09 21:36:08 | 77.32 | 97% |
| 799 | 2017-06-09 20:31:49 | 78.19 | 97% |