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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1460 | 2021-02-09 07:14:25 | 81.91 | 98% |
| 460 | 2019-10-22 09:13:11 | 77.13 | 97% |
| 185 | 2018-03-05 07:42:06 | 74.23 | 98% |