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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1112 | 2023-02-23 01:32:37 | 98.47 | 98% |
| 861 | 2021-04-28 00:41:02 | 89.99 | 98% |
| 753 | 2021-04-11 20:02:41 | 92.28 | 98% |