She came into a room; she stood, as he had often seen her, in a doorway with lots of people round her. But it was Clarissa one remembered. Not that she was striking; not beautiful at all; there was nothing picturesque about her; she never said anything specially clever; there she was however; there she was.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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3894 | 2018-08-04 07:50:40 | 70.40 | 98% |
3890 | 2018-08-04 06:57:28 | 58.64 | 97% |