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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1870 | 2012-02-19 10:15:03 | 57.36 | 94% |
| 1276 | 2012-01-23 04:25:45 | 58.61 | 95% |
| 1014 | 2011-11-22 02:18:51 | 57.25 | 95% |