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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2893 | 2017-07-09 05:15:54 | 102.86 | 97% |
| 992 | 2017-03-24 08:50:05 | 82.59 | 87% |