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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4499 | 2022-04-14 20:07:44 | 103.29 | 96% |
| 4095 | 2022-02-14 14:15:48 | 118.55 | 99% |
| 2492 | 2021-07-31 16:09:56 | 98.30 | 96% |