She came into a room; she stood, as he had often seen her, in a doorway with lots of people round her. But it was Clarissa one remembered. Not that she was striking; not beautiful at all; there was nothing picturesque about her; she never said anything specially clever; there she was however; there she was.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1209 | 2019-12-08 23:43:57 | 61.44 | 97% |
| 895 | 2018-10-12 18:37:33 | 54.56 | 94% |