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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2920 | 2016-12-10 12:42:12 | 67.96 | 94% |
| 2915 | 2016-12-10 12:35:50 | 69.32 | 94% |