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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 777 | 2019-05-20 21:25:21 | 115.85 | 98% |
| 464 | 2018-05-27 09:39:38 | 115.29 | 98% |