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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 796 | 2025-01-09 17:19:38 | 86.79 | 97.6% |
| 482 | 2024-05-13 16:06:44 | 70.75 | 95.8% |