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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3056 | 2017-02-25 03:54:55 | 57.86 | 94% |
| 2802 | 2017-02-12 19:00:40 | 54.59 | 90% |