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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 370 | 2020-10-27 13:23:09 | 65.60 | 97% |
| 342 | 2020-08-27 19:25:30 | 44.55 | 98% |