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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 16437 | 2022-03-24 16:52:45 | 100.29 | 96% |
| 4792 | 2018-01-26 12:11:46 | 109.09 | 97% |
| 4396 | 2017-12-25 10:05:20 | 100.61 | 97% |