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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2576 | 2017-06-27 11:15:15 | 79.05 | 98% |
| 2190 | 2017-03-07 17:35:38 | 66.83 | 89% |