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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1167 | 2017-09-15 10:54:50 | 71.54 | 98% |
| 60 | 2017-03-14 18:26:10 | 60.26 | 96% |