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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1637 | 2010-12-17 03:50:28 | 40.41 | |
| 693 | 2010-11-22 03:46:27 | 30.17 |