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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 265 | 2015-12-23 17:52:28 | 46.87 | 88% |
| 214 | 2015-12-20 16:56:18 | 36.64 | 70% |