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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6682 | 2024-04-06 04:25:55 | 219.50 | 99.2% |
| 6609 | 2024-04-03 05:12:41 | 182.73 | 99.3% |
| 4790 | 2021-10-04 20:54:17 | 180.33 | 99% |
| 3403 | 2021-06-08 21:12:18 | 170.83 | 99% |
| 2725 | 2021-05-26 04:05:42 | 167.77 | 99% |
| 85 | 2021-04-03 04:42:49 | 154.70 | 98% |