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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11710 | 2022-07-23 21:23:49 | 144.05 | 98% |
| 11466 | 2022-07-16 21:03:15 | 138.30 | 98% |
| 7185 | 2021-11-05 19:15:06 | 138.70 | 100% |