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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2323 | 2018-10-05 06:55:16 | 72.67 | 94% |
2303 | 2018-10-03 15:30:15 | 79.73 | 96% |