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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 620 | 2022-03-08 15:48:14 | 82.09 | 97% |
| 25 | 2021-10-15 15:19:22 | 61.85 | 95% |