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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1010 | 2019-12-23 19:57:54 | 53.77 | 96% |
952 | 2019-12-22 10:49:19 | 43.21 | 92% |