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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8121 | 2022-01-02 15:59:58 | 93.01 | 96% |
| 7874 | 2021-11-20 16:59:58 | 97.66 | 98% |
| 7456 | 2021-10-16 20:01:50 | 89.61 | 97% |
| 5502 | 2021-06-08 16:44:41 | 91.90 | 98% |