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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 608 | 2017-05-11 22:51:32 | 90.60 | 96% |
| 254 | 2017-04-24 19:56:30 | 88.78 | 96% |