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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1025 | 2025-01-12 00:06:50 | 84.25 | 97.6% |
| 585 | 2022-09-28 19:39:05 | 87.33 | 99% |