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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1009 | 2011-04-27 22:59:28 | 40.68 | |
| 834 | 2011-04-06 21:35:12 | 54.04 | |
| 611 | 2011-03-12 21:41:06 | 48.07 | |
| 502 | 2011-03-10 05:36:40 | 51.91 | |
| 444 | 2011-03-10 03:48:27 | 42.98 |