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 |
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796 | 2019-02-24 04:09:56 | 115.87 | 97% |
582 | 2017-02-16 19:14:14 | 127.88 | 94% |