She came into a room; she stood, as he had often seen her, in a doorway with lots of people round her. But it was Clarissa one remembered. Not that she was striking; not beautiful at all; there was nothing picturesque about her; she never said anything specially clever; there she was however; there she was.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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958 | 2017-07-04 15:43:13 | 37.75 | 94% |
626 | 2017-01-28 08:50:08 | 29.78 | 82% |