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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1893 | 2013-08-15 07:12:36 | 65.74 | 91% |
| 4 | 2012-10-29 09:41:39 | 51.85 | 93% |