She may be the beauty or the beast. May be the famine or the feast. May turn each day into a heaven or a hell. She may be the mirror of my dream, a smile reflected in a stream. She may not be what she may seem inside her shell.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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1326 | 2022-07-30 07:49:40 | 32.97 | 96% |
256 | 2022-06-22 11:46:44 | 35.89 | 97% |