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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 520 | 2017-07-04 11:39:56 | 72.27 | 97% |
| 108 | 2017-06-28 23:50:07 | 62.26 | 95% |