For a moment the last sunshine fell with romantic affection upon her glowing face; her voice compelled me forward breathlessly as I listened - then the glow faded, each light deserting her with lingering regret, like children leaving a pleasant street at dusk.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 695 | 2020-10-25 23:26:27 | 59.15 | 96% |
| 521 | 2020-10-16 18:35:56 | 59.05 | 96% |