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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6570 | 2018-06-18 16:41:20 | 127.08 | 99% |
| 6106 | 2018-06-10 14:55:39 | 139.27 | 99% |
| 1287 | 2018-03-21 00:50:51 | 104.71 | 97% |
| 1222 | 2018-03-20 19:24:33 | 122.09 | 98% |
| 841 | 2018-03-13 22:45:39 | 108.46 | 95% |
| 547 | 2018-03-12 19:50:35 | 126.19 | 97% |