For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affection upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened - then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret, like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1987 | 2017-10-14 02:03:16 | 129.66 | 98% |
| 1209 | 2017-02-23 23:39:20 | 116.85 | 95% |