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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2868 | 2022-10-23 15:52:45 | 87.03 | 98% |
| 426 | 2022-09-14 06:48:11 | 78.37 | 95% |
| 166 | 2022-09-10 16:33:35 | 83.24 | 97% |