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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15006 | 2019-12-22 06:39:18 | 165.01 | 99% |
| 8507 | 2018-09-29 01:41:00 | 145.57 | 98% |
| 8182 | 2018-09-13 01:31:30 | 129.36 | 97% |
| 7141 | 2018-07-26 06:28:23 | 139.86 | 98% |
| 5693 | 2018-06-25 21:22:31 | 131.66 | 97% |
| 4674 | 2018-05-16 03:11:43 | 147.98 | 98% |