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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4173 | 2022-06-15 18:46:00 | 114.72 | 100% |
| 2272 | 2020-10-06 18:54:49 | 92.52 | 98% |
| 1235 | 2018-08-21 01:09:22 | 100.90 | 98% |
| 801 | 2017-12-21 01:38:53 | 104.37 | 99% |