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 |
---|---|---|---|
543 | 2023-06-02 19:56:29 | 67.59 | 98% |
87 | 2019-10-04 16:42:56 | 61.02 | 98% |