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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5861 | 2021-08-02 05:01:54 | 81.91 | 96% |
| 5078 | 2021-06-08 14:38:26 | 85.33 | 95% |
| 1974 | 2020-12-02 15:08:48 | 70.88 | 96% |