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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4104 | 2018-03-23 19:24:03 | 67.40 | 95% |
| 682 | 2018-01-29 21:10:45 | 56.90 | 94% |