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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 14827 | 2018-05-18 11:51:32 | 148.02 | 99% |
| 12481 | 2018-04-12 08:11:18 | 155.88 | 99% |
| 7629 | 2017-11-22 05:10:45 | 132.56 | 98% |
| 6345 | 2017-10-27 17:12:04 | 158.08 | 100% |
| 3331 | 2017-09-13 10:20:05 | 146.19 | 100% |
| 3178 | 2017-09-13 04:38:28 | 147.05 | 99% |
| 2368 | 2017-08-30 13:57:45 | 156.68 | 100% |
| 2355 | 2017-08-30 13:45:22 | 147.87 | 99% |