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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 595 | 2015-01-07 10:23:45 | 50.02 | 90% |
| 567 | 2015-01-06 13:00:23 | 51.11 | 93% |
| 139 | 2013-12-29 16:05:36 | 43.01 | 93% |