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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1724 | 2023-06-05 10:20:31 | 102.16 | 100% |
| 344 | 2022-06-27 04:09:31 | 83.09 | 98% |
| 274 | 2022-06-22 05:25:58 | 96.63 | 99% |