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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 234 | 2019-02-01 22:42:14 | 54.17 | 92% |
| 59 | 2018-08-17 15:36:12 | 40.25 | 93% |