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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8860 | 2023-12-04 15:30:26 | 105.52 | 95.9% |
| 5786 | 2023-06-18 14:02:54 | 86.78 | 96% |
| 5567 | 2023-06-09 03:06:58 | 81.51 | 96% |