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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1962 | 2020-03-25 08:26:32 | 72.51 | 97% |
| 1441 | 2019-09-24 14:56:44 | 71.80 | 97% |