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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1103 | 2021-01-27 18:14:00 | 102.38 | 98.4% |
733 | 2020-11-26 04:33:03 | 104.47 | 98% |