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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4465 | 2021-03-01 13:27:02 | 71.94 | 96% |
| 3739 | 2021-02-08 14:49:43 | 74.32 | 94% |
| 1037 | 2020-11-24 17:59:57 | 67.97 | 96% |