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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 716 | 2017-05-28 00:53:08 | 50.49 | 91% |
| 578 | 2017-05-25 10:28:14 | 44.08 | 91% |