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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 903 | 2022-06-09 04:25:57 | 53.11 | 95% |
| 540 | 2020-04-27 12:09:26 | 29.95 | 93% |