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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 717 | 2011-04-09 05:26:01 | 58.86 | |
| 620 | 2011-03-16 08:13:11 | 47.40 | |
| 549 | 2011-03-12 17:10:50 | 43.35 |