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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6571 | 2018-12-04 17:03:10 | 95.05 | 98% |
| 3275 | 2017-12-04 16:40:13 | 79.39 | 96% |