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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1667 | 2011-05-14 23:26:22 | 62.34 | 92% |
| 124 | 2011-04-11 18:23:02 | 55.14 |