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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2069 | 2023-05-18 22:38:29 | 126.82 | 98% |
| 1312 | 2021-11-09 04:34:51 | 110.11 | 98% |
| 288 | 2021-10-02 18:17:54 | 105.83 | 98% |