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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2356 | 2021-08-11 19:19:37 | 69.06 | 97% |
| 2117 | 2021-07-31 14:34:51 | 63.71 | 95% |
| 1400 | 2021-05-02 13:31:39 | 62.93 | 97% |
| 1069 | 2021-04-06 07:12:55 | 59.00 | 96% |
| 685 | 2021-03-11 11:54:44 | 58.43 | 97% |