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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 384 | 2023-03-30 13:00:07 | 83.90 | 98% |
| 281 | 2023-03-23 03:50:38 | 70.85 | 96% |
| 217 | 2023-03-20 10:53:43 | 58.66 | 95% |