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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 176 | 2013-06-11 10:37:11 | 45.54 | 82% |
| 78 | 2011-07-04 03:58:28 | 42.45 | 95% |