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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 878 | 2010-04-03 15:48:08 | 37.60 | |
| 653 | 2010-03-26 11:58:39 | 29.63 | |
| 568 | 2010-03-22 01:54:38 | 31.89 |