For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affection upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened - then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret, like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3100 | 2019-03-04 19:30:48 | 68.79 | 98% |
| 3053 | 2019-03-02 14:19:51 | 70.96 | 97% |
| 630 | 2018-11-23 17:42:51 | 63.61 | 98% |