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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1897 | 2020-11-09 12:50:47 | 87.98 | 97% |
| 896 | 2020-10-01 01:17:43 | 84.25 | 98% |