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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 964 | 2018-12-02 13:31:34 | 75.18 | 96% |
| 708 | 2018-11-22 13:03:54 | 68.25 | 97% |