And it was awfully strange, he thought, how she still had the power, as she came tinkling, rustling, still had the power as she came across the room, to make the moon, which he detested, rise at Bourton on the terrace in the summer sky.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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| 1001142 | 2024-01-30 20:10:29 | 153.82 | 98.4% |