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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1129 | 2012-09-01 16:42:21 | 44.71 | 90% |
| 161 | 2012-03-30 08:45:48 | 28.29 | 87% |