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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10825 | 2023-11-26 10:40:29 | 81.38 | 96.9% |
| 10710 | 2023-11-14 04:10:49 | 78.41 | 96.3% |
| 5566 | 2021-08-03 14:18:26 | 66.84 | 96% |