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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 627 | 2022-06-05 15:28:53 | 109.84 | 97% |
| 67 | 2020-04-06 14:24:40 | 79.20 | 97% |