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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1563 | 2017-05-30 22:20:30 | 76.54 | 97% |
| 1208 | 2017-05-18 22:31:02 | 70.40 | 97% |