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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5420 | 2022-05-27 05:31:22 | 79.99 | 99% |
| 4581 | 2022-01-05 06:25:42 | 77.09 | 99% |
| 423 | 2021-05-15 11:51:58 | 68.09 | 97% |