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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3794 | 2022-12-01 07:07:02 | 55.66 | 94% |
| 3013 | 2022-11-01 06:42:13 | 56.53 | 96% |
| 2737 | 2022-10-14 08:40:53 | 62.16 | 97% |