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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1892 | 2021-11-28 07:48:44 | 106.61 | 99% |
1027 | 2021-08-22 05:06:45 | 102.09 | 98% |