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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1659 | 2011-03-13 14:01:08 | 52.99 | |
| 1328 | 2011-02-28 00:28:49 | 49.02 | |
| 570 | 2011-01-17 20:06:08 | 43.34 | |
| 272 | 2011-01-15 12:56:35 | 40.31 | |
| 236 | 2011-01-13 22:10:45 | 35.74 |