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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1369 | 2009-12-26 12:21:53 | 62.41 | |
| 1021 | 2009-12-05 13:22:53 | 53.36 |