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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11443 | 2022-08-21 18:25:53 | 72.87 | 94% |
| 9833 | 2022-04-06 12:56:29 | 77.98 | 95% |
| 9451 | 2022-03-28 13:36:40 | 71.49 | 95% |