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 |
---|---|---|---|
62502 | 2018-01-28 00:11:39 | 156.73 | 97% |
61144 | 2018-01-21 13:57:49 | 173.76 | 99% |
60869 | 2018-01-20 16:46:09 | 178.47 | 99% |
57490 | 2017-12-29 22:16:12 | 164.70 | 99% |
57325 | 2017-12-29 16:41:40 | 156.77 | 99% |
56946 | 2017-12-23 14:29:52 | 145.13 | 97% |