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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2394 | 2022-09-15 08:13:01 | 74.59 | 96% |
| 2334 | 2022-09-08 09:58:30 | 80.48 | 98% |
| 191 | 2021-02-04 11:07:23 | 45.52 | 95.4% |