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 |
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5770 | 2018-04-07 16:40:16 | 122.82 | 97% |
4341 | 2017-04-29 05:34:55 | 133.28 | 96% |