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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8485 | 2020-01-17 18:15:28 | 130.43 | 99% |
| 8081 | 2019-11-17 02:22:37 | 111.99 | 98% |