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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 629 | 2018-08-14 19:19:37 | 137.73 | 98% |
| 4 | 2018-07-03 06:45:08 | 110.58 | 97% |