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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1004 | 2017-05-25 19:46:09 | 93.55 | 94% |
| 854 | 2017-05-19 03:54:34 | 96.37 | 97% |