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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 17286 | 2020-03-24 01:01:09 | 135.69 | 98% |
| 17142 | 2020-03-23 01:47:42 | 140.07 | 99% |
| 16827 | 2020-03-17 22:45:08 | 128.93 | 98% |
| 16815 | 2020-03-17 22:37:54 | 138.88 | 99% |
| 16189 | 2020-01-30 06:12:41 | 163.10 | 100% |
| 13018 | 2019-05-10 23:38:22 | 123.74 | 98% |
| 11395 | 2019-01-27 23:28:15 | 142.39 | 99% |
| 10765 | 2018-12-25 07:19:45 | 139.88 | 99% |
| 9940 | 2018-11-02 12:01:47 | 136.35 | 99% |
| 8890 | 2018-10-07 03:35:33 | 127.38 | 99% |
| 7631 | 2018-08-02 16:27:12 | 123.26 | 98% |
| 2765 | 2018-04-01 06:10:02 | 124.67 | 99% |