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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4944 | 2018-09-23 22:09:51 | 135.05 | 99% |
| 3897 | 2018-08-05 16:50:19 | 138.94 | 98% |
| 3852 | 2018-08-04 03:55:25 | 165.25 | 100% |
| 3100 | 2018-07-26 22:23:16 | 152.60 | 100% |
| 2369 | 2018-06-25 21:22:30 | 142.63 | 99% |