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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1021 | 2022-07-18 00:10:35 | 105.47 | 97% |
889 | 2022-07-06 14:51:45 | 101.63 | 96% |