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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2484 | 2023-08-04 16:05:38 | 101.86 | 99% |
| 2354 | 2023-07-13 14:31:41 | 89.56 | 97% |
| 947 | 2023-01-06 21:56:29 | 80.49 | 96% |