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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7197 | 2021-01-21 18:02:05 | 104.44 | 99% |
| 6120 | 2020-11-30 14:40:20 | 92.48 | 98% |
| 3631 | 2019-05-16 16:28:15 | 88.55 | 97% |
| 1617 | 2018-10-13 13:51:59 | 77.60 | 97% |
| 868 | 2018-05-09 12:26:38 | 77.60 | 97% |