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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10920 | 2017-08-05 09:12:11 | 114.41 | 97% |
| 10479 | 2017-05-16 01:24:22 | 116.22 | 97% |