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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2879 | 2022-08-25 16:00:16 | 85.60 | 97% |
| 1165 | 2022-04-01 09:53:01 | 74.31 | 95% |
| 938 | 2022-01-12 08:05:06 | 59.06 | 93% |