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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1850 | 2017-05-24 13:15:14 | 84.59 | 94% |
| 1593 | 2017-04-12 16:20:10 | 71.78 | 91% |