She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 912 | 2010-11-18 15:30:05 | 35.53 | |
| 656 | 2010-11-10 14:45:27 | 32.76 |