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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 20519 | 2023-12-17 20:04:01 | 96.60 | 98.1% |
| 20141 | 2022-11-19 03:00:47 | 87.86 | 98% |
| 17371 | 2018-12-27 20:57:38 | 87.96 | 98% |