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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 841 | 2018-01-28 22:26:33 | 94.55 | 100% |
| 366 | 2017-02-21 22:55:10 | 80.97 | 98% |