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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3167 | 2019-05-15 19:25:08 | 60.80 | 94% |
| 395 | 2019-03-12 19:35:23 | 52.33 | 97% |