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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5705 | 2023-12-25 07:46:40 | 95.55 | 97.8% |
| 5475 | 2023-12-14 12:23:35 | 88.49 | 96.2% |
| 2117 | 2023-09-27 12:08:03 | 95.44 | 98.8% |