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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10142 | 2022-01-21 12:09:50 | 83.93 | 94% |
| 8998 | 2021-03-24 14:43:58 | 77.61 | 97% |
| 5461 | 2020-07-07 15:07:44 | 78.88 | 95% |
| 3564 | 2020-06-15 15:02:56 | 64.86 | 95% |
| 542 | 2020-03-25 12:27:49 | 79.74 | 97% |