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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6886 | 2017-04-07 01:50:02 | 126.00 | 96% |
| 5363 | 2017-02-22 05:35:25 | 112.77 | 96% |
| 4860 | 2017-02-10 15:01:03 | 113.15 | 93% |