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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 496 | 2014-12-30 14:14:07 | 41.30 | 87% |
| 278 | 2014-02-18 10:12:33 | 30.79 | 86% |
| 217 | 2014-02-10 18:23:14 | 31.20 | 91% |