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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5495 | 2021-07-30 21:43:42 | 121.72 | 97% |
| 2265 | 2020-04-09 16:38:43 | 115.24 | 99% |
| 2214 | 2020-02-20 20:24:45 | 115.30 | 99% |
| 1963 | 2019-12-27 15:51:13 | 107.85 | 98% |
| 1309 | 2019-11-20 15:11:27 | 104.00 | 98% |