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 |
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1856 | 2021-01-18 00:15:16 | 70.81 | 99% |