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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1132 | 2022-02-14 05:32:29 | 65.55 | 96% |
422 | 2021-06-29 16:53:10 | 65.61 | 97% |