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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3915 | 2023-04-09 15:06:09 | 111.67 | 97% |
427 | 2023-02-05 14:32:33 | 106.79 | 97% |