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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 47572 | 2018-02-13 01:04:05 | 144.98 | 98% |
| 41067 | 2018-01-04 03:21:08 | 148.82 | 95% |
| 28207 | 2017-10-11 23:29:23 | 131.10 | 96% |
| 2194 | 2017-09-03 02:11:16 | 136.53 | 99% |
| 532 | 2017-09-01 02:45:12 | 133.02 | 98% |