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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4165 | 2018-11-03 14:41:11 | 109.17 | 98% |
| 754 | 2018-08-21 03:33:37 | 79.79 | 97% |