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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1397 | 2023-06-28 20:22:35 | 69.09 | 95.3% |
| 1299 | 2023-06-22 19:10:57 | 78.24 | 95.5% |
| 655 | 2023-05-15 19:00:52 | 72.14 | 95.9% |