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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9061 | 2021-12-02 15:52:18 | 80.93 | 97% |
| 7398 | 2019-08-29 16:32:09 | 87.41 | 97% |
| 5998 | 2019-05-22 15:08:34 | 86.11 | 95% |
| 5016 | 2018-10-29 10:07:08 | 75.16 | 96% |