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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1817 | 2019-10-06 16:28:51 | 68.37 | 94% |
| 828 | 2018-12-21 19:05:42 | 64.26 | 95% |