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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1409 | 2022-12-24 05:04:08 | 80.57 | 99% |
| 539 | 2022-10-21 12:41:22 | 73.75 | 97% |
| 518 | 2022-10-20 12:04:14 | 54.87 | 94% |