She may be the face I can't forget. The trace of pleasure or regret may be my treasure or the price I have to pay. She may be the song that summer sings. May be the chill the autumn brings. May be a hundred different things within the measure of a day.
| Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3124 | 2023-09-27 15:26:22 | 81.47 | 96.1% |
| 2877 | 2023-09-03 15:26:22 | 80.11 | 97% |
| 1744 | 2023-06-29 15:33:48 | 76.05 | 95% |