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 |
---|---|---|---|
48300 | 2022-08-01 08:05:51 | 141.33 | 98% |
47787 | 2022-07-24 20:37:22 | 157.24 | 100% |
42734 | 2019-09-20 21:30:25 | 152.43 | 100% |
41049 | 2019-07-05 01:04:17 | 148.38 | 99% |
30527 | 2018-01-31 22:19:17 | 141.87 | 98% |
29713 | 2018-01-03 20:44:43 | 134.59 | 97% |
29467 | 2017-12-29 22:16:15 | 142.41 | 99% |
28448 | 2017-12-08 21:03:32 | 143.07 | 98% |
27465 | 2017-11-13 00:42:56 | 131.37 | 97% |