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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6260 | 2022-07-18 03:16:50 | 103.98 | 98% |
| 3338 | 2022-03-13 07:02:32 | 66.84 | 93% |
| 389 | 2021-11-23 03:30:50 | 68.89 | 95% |
| 263 | 2021-11-14 14:25:15 | 76.05 | 98% |