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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12366 | 2022-01-26 10:09:13 | 91.17 | 97% |
| 10941 | 2021-06-16 11:15:05 | 98.42 | 97% |
| 9684 | 2021-04-19 16:50:30 | 86.28 | 95% |