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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1855 | 2011-08-27 02:08:43 | 41.02 | 96% |
| 1024 | 2011-08-11 09:12:30 | 52.94 | 93% |
| 800 | 2011-07-22 04:20:56 | 48.26 | 94% |