She came into a room; she stood, as he had often seen her, in a doorway with lots of people round her. But it was Clarissa one remembered. Not that she was striking; not beautiful at all; there was nothing picturesque about her; she never said anything specially clever; there she was however; there she was.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8693 | 2018-01-04 00:27:55 | 149.85 | 99% |
| 7777 | 2017-12-08 02:58:44 | 147.38 | 98% |