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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2116 | 2019-04-25 16:17:40 | 63.24 | 94% |
| 2015 | 2019-03-12 15:57:36 | 54.00 | 93% |