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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 762 | 2020-05-13 18:01:30 | 103.47 | 98% |
| 547 | 2020-01-07 23:02:43 | 86.00 | 96% |