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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1109 | 2012-05-03 11:18:41 | 61.87 | 95% |
| 507 | 2012-04-17 12:09:07 | 56.57 | 95% |
| 290 | 2012-04-10 11:22:37 | 46.89 | 84% |