She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 582 | 2011-03-13 06:33:33 | 48.74 | |
| 296 | 2011-02-21 07:18:16 | 45.08 |