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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 322 | 2014-04-17 15:14:02 | 36.94 | 85% |
| 103 | 2014-03-25 13:57:50 | 44.13 | 91% |