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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 8273 | 2022-01-27 13:30:34 | 102.29 | 98% |
| 7629 | 2021-12-31 15:18:14 | 109.60 | 98% |
| 3134 | 2018-09-27 20:51:47 | 89.48 | 96% |
| 263 | 2018-08-25 20:56:24 | 97.69 | 97% |