For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affection upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened - then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret, like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 312 | 2018-07-27 06:11:26 | 55.80 | 98% |
| 257 | 2018-07-21 04:37:57 | 54.82 | 97% |