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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6285 | 2020-09-08 23:32:09 | 113.95 | 98% |
| 1268 | 2019-12-16 16:50:25 | 114.59 | 99% |