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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1554 | 2022-02-26 04:00:09 | 100.49 | 97% |
1495 | 2022-02-22 06:43:55 | 108.58 | 97% |