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 |
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10893 | 2022-10-16 06:38:39 | 102.80 | 96% |
10028 | 2021-05-03 07:31:21 | 106.87 | 98% |