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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1494 | 2017-08-14 15:46:05 | 54.44 | 93% |
| 775 | 2017-06-13 18:18:38 | 52.57 | 94% |