She came into a room; she stood, as he had often seen her, in a doorway with lots of people round her. But it was Clarissa one remembered. Not that she was striking; not beautiful at all; there was nothing picturesque about her; she never said anything specially clever; there she was however; there she was.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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1049 | 2019-09-25 22:49:18 | 125.55 | 98% |
113 | 2019-08-25 07:59:34 | 142.03 | 99% |