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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 109 | 2010-03-15 19:56:23 | 60.76 | |
| 71 | 2010-02-24 20:46:18 | 53.11 |