She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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| 389 | 2010-04-27 22:39:10 | 45.98 | |
| 267 | 2010-03-26 15:36:09 | 34.91 |