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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1541 | 2021-07-28 16:47:45 | 126.02 | 100% |
1057 | 2021-02-14 17:11:49 | 121.25 | 98.8% |