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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6831 | 2021-12-29 02:51:34 | 39.11 | 98% |
| 4000 | 2021-09-24 12:52:08 | 65.00 | 98% |
| 3913 | 2021-09-19 04:23:02 | 68.89 | 98% |
| 3207 | 2021-09-06 10:31:35 | 44.09 | 96% |