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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8977 | 2018-10-28 15:38:03 | 73.40 | 100% |
| 6797 | 2018-06-02 20:03:34 | 66.68 | 100% |
| 4869 | 2018-01-10 23:53:12 | 81.27 | 100% |
| 4612 | 2017-12-25 19:43:50 | 64.37 | 100% |