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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2219 | 2021-02-03 00:00:22 | 94.01 | 99.1% |
| 429 | 2020-05-05 02:54:49 | 90.91 | 99% |
| 2 | 2020-04-12 21:37:19 | 85.01 | 98% |