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 |
---|---|---|---|
20313 | 2024-02-08 02:16:07 | 98.50 | 98.5% |
19730 | 2022-12-24 12:28:26 | 100.16 | 98% |
18972 | 2022-02-17 17:22:28 | 106.61 | 98% |
18011 | 2021-04-16 06:30:45 | 105.11 | 99% |
16208 | 2019-07-10 04:03:40 | 91.98 | 97% |