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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 561 | 2019-09-09 16:38:39 | 53.43 | 96% |
| 276 | 2018-11-15 15:12:13 | 49.15 | 95% |