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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 890 | 2017-05-06 18:39:46 | 53.97 | 88% |
| 215 | 2017-02-22 17:10:28 | 53.74 | 92% |