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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3616 | 2019-09-11 15:37:12 | 138.22 | 99% |
| 965 | 2018-01-11 19:02:27 | 131.99 | 99% |