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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1560 | 2020-12-31 20:11:26 | 97.26 | 96% |
| 431 | 2020-12-12 20:04:15 | 89.30 | 95% |