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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 411 | 2020-11-05 22:31:09 | 94.40 | 99% |
| 121 | 2020-09-24 02:41:11 | 75.05 | 97% |