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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2068 | 2020-03-10 22:27:22 | 136.41 | 99% |
| 1094 | 2020-02-18 20:46:07 | 120.84 | 97% |