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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1165 | 2023-10-24 17:28:12 | 95.93 | 96.9% |
| 42 | 2023-06-06 21:40:19 | 70.09 | 96% |