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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647 | 2021-08-26 08:20:40 | 57.36 | 97% |
441 | 2021-04-19 05:29:40 | 47.66 | 96% |
98 | 2021-04-01 15:58:47 | 40.23 | 94% |