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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15887 | 2019-03-07 19:32:59 | 78.06 | 99% |
| 14259 | 2018-10-26 11:23:17 | 84.12 | 99% |
| 13785 | 2018-09-25 11:21:12 | 72.42 | 98% |
| 8093 | 2018-02-16 07:11:17 | 86.19 | 98% |
| 6147 | 2017-11-14 13:46:13 | 79.60 | 98% |