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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3621 | 2022-07-27 05:56:47 | 69.20 | 99% |
| 3616 | 2022-07-26 06:26:20 | 63.53 | 97% |
| 840 | 2021-10-06 12:31:34 | 56.66 | 96% |