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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 127 | 2020-07-12 22:13:13 | 64.00 | 96% |
| 121 | 2020-07-12 00:54:07 | 73.58 | 97% |