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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3217 | 2023-01-21 19:22:50 | 81.96 | 98% |
| 911 | 2022-12-16 23:13:26 | 61.68 | 95% |