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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 50 | 2015-01-07 12:44:07 | 54.07 | 97% |
| 49 | 2015-01-07 12:43:11 | 43.24 | 88% |