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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5413 | 2022-05-26 19:05:01 | 76.14 | 96% |
5271 | 2022-04-27 18:18:43 | 85.56 | 97% |