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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 344 | 2020-09-16 17:07:35 | 59.01 | 94% |
| 283 | 2020-09-11 02:07:20 | 70.09 | 98% |