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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2958 | 2021-12-19 07:06:39 | 69.91 | 97% |
| 2571 | 2021-11-27 19:23:33 | 66.84 | 96% |
| 2549 | 2021-11-23 06:18:45 | 66.72 | 97% |