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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 484 | 2022-01-19 12:13:18 | 61.55 | 95% |
| 411 | 2022-01-10 11:58:39 | 60.87 | 94% |