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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6475 | 2023-05-15 20:44:07 | 80.04 | 98.2% |
| 5129 | 2023-02-19 02:41:30 | 83.34 | 99% |
| 1937 | 2019-08-01 15:28:48 | 71.26 | 98% |
| 1880 | 2019-08-01 14:15:01 | 72.81 | 100% |