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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2394 | 2023-10-08 05:20:29 | 86.25 | 97.9% |
| 1938 | 2023-10-02 14:01:31 | 84.13 | 96.5% |
| 1889 | 2023-10-01 15:39:11 | 87.13 | 96.8% |