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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 552 | 2019-10-23 06:12:14 | 59.55 | 97% |
| 413 | 2019-10-18 11:14:13 | 53.14 | 97% |