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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1339 | 2011-12-24 12:12:24 | 57.22 | 90% |
| 964 | 2011-11-28 05:27:51 | 60.89 | 91% |