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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16639 | 2017-09-03 18:47:20 | 88.19 | 97% |
15261 | 2017-05-19 02:15:54 | 87.90 | 94% |