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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 483 | 2017-10-04 23:15:59 | 79.92 | 98% |
| 302 | 2017-05-19 02:15:56 | 64.55 | 88% |
| 249 | 2017-05-16 00:59:56 | 72.07 | 91% |