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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 460 | 2010-10-31 23:31:09 | 42.85 | |
| 423 | 2010-10-24 02:19:42 | 45.43 |