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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 321 | 2014-03-23 13:19:35 | 43.48 | 93% |
| 63 | 2014-03-11 02:45:10 | 36.04 | 90% |