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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1257 | 2017-12-03 01:57:30 | 107.27 | 98% |
| 788 | 2017-08-01 03:30:04 | 104.69 | 98% |