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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 499 | 2023-10-18 06:52:43 | 93.19 | 98.2% |
| 442 | 2023-10-01 19:00:48 | 102.06 | 99.2% |
| 305 | 2023-08-15 10:18:56 | 96.54 | 99% |
| 41 | 2023-05-18 13:00:06 | 79.20 | 97% |