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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1695 | 2022-01-01 20:28:22 | 99.69 | 97% |
| 1261 | 2021-12-11 02:46:42 | 77.68 | 94% |
| 811 | 2021-12-05 00:46:13 | 88.35 | 95% |