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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16152 | 2021-11-13 11:56:44 | 99.88 | 98% |
| 16054 | 2021-09-24 15:19:54 | 84.38 | 96% |
| 15631 | 2021-07-06 16:35:48 | 87.90 | 97% |
| 14855 | 2021-01-30 02:06:51 | 87.11 | 96.5% |
| 3362 | 2018-04-05 12:29:01 | 63.03 | 95% |