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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2425 | 2018-01-11 17:02:08 | 92.15 | 97% |
| 1897 | 2017-08-07 03:17:59 | 102.68 | 98% |