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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 21120 | 2022-09-16 22:59:04 | 140.42 | 99% |
| 21002 | 2022-08-31 23:14:10 | 119.35 | 99% |
| 15772 | 2018-01-15 01:45:47 | 129.23 | 99% |
| 14876 | 2018-01-09 06:01:25 | 137.69 | 99% |