She came into a room; she stood, as he had often seen her, in a doorway with lots of people round her. But it was Clarissa one remembered. Not that she was striking; not beautiful at all; there was nothing picturesque about her; she never said anything specially clever; there she was however; there she was.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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107 | 2020-10-20 00:32:53 | 80.14 | 99% |
105 | 2020-10-20 00:30:26 | 86.22 | 100% |