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 |
---|---|---|---|
8926 | 2020-11-13 09:40:18 | 100.11 | 98% |
6190 | 2019-06-26 06:41:18 | 94.97 | 98% |
605 | 2017-11-26 23:12:50 | 70.81 | 97% |