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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10008 | 2022-12-21 07:59:17 | 124.68 | 97% |
| 8134 | 2022-09-02 11:38:04 | 113.12 | 96% |
| 6487 | 2022-02-15 15:07:27 | 125.65 | 98% |
| 5920 | 2022-02-05 14:20:29 | 123.06 | 97% |