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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5161 | 2018-06-19 14:14:08 | 79.58 | 98% |
| 3727 | 2018-02-21 02:19:32 | 77.54 | 98% |