She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 269 | 2011-04-15 09:51:47 | 50.62 | |
| 172 | 2011-04-11 09:48:26 | 44.97 |