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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1912 | 2012-03-22 03:44:06 | 54.99 | 91% |
| 335 | 2012-02-07 17:02:35 | 51.51 | 89% |