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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10186 | 2019-08-08 14:17:00 | 145.31 | 100% |
| 10064 | 2019-06-01 17:06:52 | 151.99 | 100% |
| 9658 | 2019-02-21 16:42:05 | 146.61 | 99% |
| 9194 | 2019-01-09 11:36:56 | 150.17 | 99% |
| 7983 | 2018-02-25 11:41:44 | 119.91 | 98% |