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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 476 | 2010-12-31 04:30:12 | 31.65 | |
| 147 | 2010-12-06 13:01:14 | 40.53 |