For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affection upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened - then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret, like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 714 | 2017-11-03 21:19:40 | 54.74 | 95% |
| 357 | 2016-12-22 22:35:40 | 62.75 | 84% |