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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 367 | 2019-01-07 23:50:52 | 168.24 | 99% |
| 67 | 2018-12-20 03:19:28 | 159.41 | 98% |