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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 391 | 2014-02-03 09:14:17 | 36.44 | 93% |
| 281 | 2014-02-02 08:59:05 | 34.07 | 90% |
| 65 | 2014-01-28 14:14:03 | 25.51 | 91% |