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 |
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8609 | 2018-02-26 17:52:25 | 78.40 | 97% |
6473 | 2016-12-07 20:15:59 | 83.60 | 95% |