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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 393 | 2015-03-22 05:37:06 | 49.21 | 85% |
| 358 | 2015-03-18 10:21:18 | 48.53 | 83% |
| 263 | 2015-03-10 09:36:55 | 38.50 | 89% |