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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3527 | 2022-02-11 12:15:00 | 98.52 | 96% |
| 880 | 2021-10-11 08:52:09 | 101.85 | 98% |