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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 241 | 2011-03-05 06:12:18 | 43.51 | |
| 229 | 2011-03-03 11:15:00 | 44.38 | |
| 116 | 2011-02-17 09:53:52 | 41.24 |