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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3370 | 2011-02-27 04:43:29 | 75.71 | |
| 2473 | 2011-02-13 05:03:57 | 64.19 |