For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affection upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened - then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret, like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1987 | 2017-09-20 06:28:44 | 72.88 | 96% |
| 1937 | 2017-06-19 05:08:55 | 72.06 | 97% |
| 1076 | 2017-05-03 08:00:48 | 72.19 | 89% |