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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1117 | 2013-03-09 17:45:55 | 61.94 | 98% |
| 583 | 2013-02-19 01:46:57 | 67.22 | 99% |