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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6395 | 2022-09-07 02:40:59 | 87.09 | 96% |
| 5211 | 2021-10-10 04:15:25 | 87.62 | 96% |
| 1142 | 2021-03-26 16:08:29 | 81.54 | 93% |