She was probably my age, maybe a couple of inches taller, and a whole lot more athletic looking. With her deep tan and her curly blond hair, she was almost exactly what I thought a stereotypical California girl would look like, except her eyes ruined the image. They were startling gray, like storm clouds; pretty, but intimidating, too, as if she were analyzing the best way to take me down in a fight.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 32993 | 2018-08-10 11:57:36 | 122.39 | 98% |
| 25697 | 2018-04-27 11:01:26 | 125.06 | 98% |
| 16673 | 2018-01-28 21:14:23 | 115.81 | 98% |
| 16300 | 2018-01-18 18:56:08 | 123.38 | 99% |
| 15722 | 2018-01-12 12:32:25 | 118.55 | 99% |
| 15624 | 2018-01-10 18:15:39 | 111.21 | 97% |
| 13767 | 2017-12-15 12:31:12 | 99.64 | 96% |
| 13697 | 2017-12-14 18:21:06 | 109.07 | 98% |
| 5531 | 2017-08-10 15:53:44 | 106.35 | 97% |
| 5103 | 2017-08-07 14:43:27 | 103.92 | 98% |
| 788 | 2017-05-14 23:28:55 | 101.47 | 92% |