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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1058 | 2020-09-07 22:13:42 | 79.89 | 97% |
| 327 | 2020-08-02 00:17:38 | 72.18 | 97% |