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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6292 | 2022-11-01 18:18:30 | 70.45 | 93% |
| 3315 | 2022-01-18 09:00:17 | 75.84 | 94% |
| 3104 | 2021-12-17 04:38:30 | 70.55 | 95% |