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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2821 | 2022-06-08 09:32:50 | 66.73 | 96% |
| 2414 | 2022-05-08 17:20:44 | 42.52 | 95% |
| 2366 | 2022-05-06 11:21:26 | 52.88 | 95% |