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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 576 | 2018-04-03 11:33:39 | 77.35 | 96% |
| 220 | 2018-03-20 14:37:21 | 56.40 | 97% |
| 213 | 2018-03-20 14:27:35 | 60.66 | 98% |