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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 17260 | 2019-05-10 08:05:30 | 108.83 | 99% |
| 16565 | 2019-03-07 23:29:49 | 98.41 | 98% |
| 15363 | 2019-01-25 17:59:21 | 108.18 | 99% |
| 13933 | 2018-11-28 01:05:29 | 102.03 | 99% |
| 12328 | 2018-01-11 05:15:26 | 102.01 | 97% |