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 |
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1308 | 2023-02-12 03:37:02 | 71.34 | 97% |
159 | 2018-11-15 22:50:08 | 47.53 | 94% |