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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6646 | 2022-01-24 14:45:25 | 96.58 | 98% |
| 5837 | 2021-08-01 04:41:55 | 82.24 | 96% |
| 3048 | 2021-01-11 19:19:02 | 73.67 | 94% |