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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 37715 | 2018-06-15 17:53:45 | 81.10 | 100% |
| 34831 | 2017-09-30 13:55:02 | 79.79 | 98% |
| 34309 | 2017-09-24 03:06:44 | 79.22 | 99% |
| 33174 | 2017-09-13 07:45:28 | 82.10 | 99% |
| 32468 | 2017-09-09 09:44:32 | 73.94 | 97% |
| 32068 | 2017-09-06 19:39:53 | 77.46 | 98% |