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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1400 | 2011-12-27 19:49:21 | 44.84 | 85% |
| 1372 | 2011-12-23 20:31:10 | 45.06 | 88% |