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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4374 | 2023-02-15 22:03:05 | 104.71 | 98% |
| 1740 | 2020-01-02 03:11:27 | 101.73 | 98% |
| 611 | 2017-10-12 20:03:23 | 94.84 | 98% |