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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 931 | 2012-06-01 23:16:54 | 36.59 | 88% |
| 400 | 2012-05-06 01:55:09 | 32.47 | 88% |