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 |
---|---|---|---|
1449 | 2018-05-31 23:30:35 | 110.72 | 98% |
1242 | 2018-05-21 12:58:30 | 109.88 | 97% |
1103 | 2018-05-17 12:38:46 | 96.71 | 96% |