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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 176 | 2014-10-31 20:53:25 | 54.58 | 93% |
| 26 | 2014-10-14 19:28:09 | 45.65 | 90% |