She came into a room; she stood, as he had often seen her, in a doorway with lots of people round her. But it was Clarissa one remembered. Not that she was striking; not beautiful at all; there was nothing picturesque about her; she never said anything specially clever; there she was however; there she was.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 99 | 2018-05-15 03:35:06 | 63.07 | 95% |
| 77 | 2018-05-14 05:46:43 | 49.58 | 95% |