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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 296 | 2019-01-22 21:35:15 | 113.49 | 100% |
| 25 | 2018-12-21 21:47:18 | 90.02 | 100% |