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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2404 | 2018-12-18 05:56:36 | 86.95 | 96% |
| 1336 | 2018-08-08 03:27:33 | 81.40 | 94% |
| 1211 | 2018-08-02 07:39:09 | 90.83 | 97% |