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 |
---|---|---|---|
5931 | 2022-07-28 14:19:50 | 95.89 | 97% |
5800 | 2022-07-23 10:03:26 | 99.64 | 96% |
3724 | 2021-09-14 05:34:03 | 87.89 | 97% |
210 | 2021-01-04 02:37:03 | 72.87 | 96% |