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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5173 | 2021-12-26 08:20:56 | 66.04 | 97% |
| 4578 | 2021-11-02 23:16:14 | 66.56 | 96% |
| 3676 | 2021-07-10 15:57:27 | 72.28 | 98% |
| 2766 | 2021-05-29 04:16:13 | 61.50 | 97% |
| 2561 | 2021-05-24 22:30:01 | 64.72 | 98% |
| 539 | 2021-03-08 12:31:59 | 57.25 | 96% |