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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 334 | 2018-12-11 11:13:46 | 66.92 | 93% |
| 237 | 2018-11-22 13:04:03 | 58.20 | 93% |