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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5931 | 2019-02-09 04:47:35 | 78.90 | 97% |
| 5189 | 2018-06-22 16:28:44 | 84.66 | 99% |
| 2770 | 2017-12-26 12:40:45 | 72.45 | 98% |
| 2098 | 2017-12-01 17:13:30 | 68.18 | 98% |
| 1782 | 2017-11-24 15:45:27 | 77.43 | 98% |