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 | 2023-04-29 10:29:23 | 68.55 | 94% |
| 680 | 2022-12-02 11:48:28 | 72.01 | 95% |