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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 892 | 2019-12-25 00:56:00 | 97.26 | 98% |
| 662 | 2019-06-20 23:55:51 | 96.78 | 98% |