She came into a room; she stood, as he had often seen her, in a doorway with lots of people round her. But it was Clarissa one remembered. Not that she was striking; not beautiful at all; there was nothing picturesque about her; she never said anything specially clever; there she was however; there she was.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1454 | 2019-11-20 09:11:53 | 77.96 | 98% |
| 289 | 2018-04-14 10:19:13 | 73.54 | 99% |