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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 358 | 2011-11-08 08:10:44 | 43.83 | 94% |
| 324 | 2011-11-07 10:04:23 | 41.91 | 95% |
| 287 | 2011-11-07 06:53:44 | 41.48 | 90% |
| 240 | 2011-11-04 10:32:17 | 30.43 | 88% |