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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4132 | 2010-10-03 19:51:55 | 73.62 | |
| 1910 | 2010-01-26 00:34:35 | 58.64 |