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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6884 | 2022-01-24 21:52:00 | 80.83 | 99% |
| 4008 | 2021-06-14 00:19:25 | 72.07 | 98% |
| 669 | 2021-01-23 00:12:46 | 65.04 | 97% |