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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2123 | 2023-11-09 07:58:45 | 163.99 | 98.8% |
| 2015 | 2023-10-22 00:12:43 | 165.83 | 99.6% |