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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5852 | 2022-09-28 09:25:05 | 71.49 | 99% |
| 2721 | 2021-06-17 02:34:31 | 62.27 | 97% |
| 1256 | 2021-01-08 12:28:03 | 49.10 | 96% |
| 617 | 2020-12-02 03:55:18 | 46.78 | 95% |
| 464 | 2020-11-29 14:03:37 | 43.98 | 95% |