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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 365 | 2014-11-05 18:58:36 | 61.69 | 92% |
| 148 | 2014-10-16 18:09:33 | 53.39 | 85% |