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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1013 | 2022-10-25 04:27:32 | 57.52 | 94% |
| 881 | 2022-09-26 19:33:27 | 53.32 | 95% |
| 776 | 2022-09-08 18:32:39 | 65.85 | 94% |