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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 9088 | 2018-03-19 19:34:52 | 67.56 | 98% |
| 8786 | 2018-03-11 22:10:05 | 61.50 | 96% |
| 5009 | 2017-10-09 09:50:41 | 71.90 | 99% |
| 3838 | 2017-08-27 12:17:38 | 59.30 | 97% |