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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 519 | 2015-05-02 15:00:06 | 32.55 | 89% |
| 133 | 2015-04-10 15:28:16 | 21.63 | 77% |