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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 163 | 2018-02-20 15:56:41 | 64.77 | 95% |
| 107 | 2017-12-26 17:33:34 | 52.66 | 94% |