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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 326 | 2017-01-21 11:34:23 | 90.15 | 99% |
| 102 | 2017-01-11 19:40:31 | 69.73 | 94% |