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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 141 | 2012-04-20 06:44:02 | 46.00 | 93% |
| 7 | 2012-04-11 07:41:24 | 40.64 | 94% |