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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9112 | 2022-06-15 18:46:07 | 91.36 | 99% |
| 4695 | 2021-03-05 14:22:39 | 73.05 | 96% |
| 2774 | 2021-01-04 13:23:01 | 75.28 | 96% |