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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2345 | 2011-04-27 16:53:06 | 63.56 | |
| 1341 | 2011-03-07 03:29:50 | 62.33 |