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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 28026 | 2021-09-14 04:59:24 | 90.16 | 97% |
| 26934 | 2020-06-23 19:08:19 | 113.83 | 99% |
| 23801 | 2020-05-07 06:37:05 | 110.41 | 98% |
| 20723 | 2019-04-10 18:35:50 | 121.26 | 99% |