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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 819 | 2010-04-02 17:50:10 | 40.81 | |
| 575 | 2010-01-24 02:51:11 | 35.78 | |
| 573 | 2010-01-24 02:41:52 | 38.15 | |
| 204 | 2009-12-29 19:04:49 | 35.77 |