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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4134 | 2021-06-01 09:05:51 | 116.03 | 97% |
| 2473 | 2021-01-27 12:19:04 | 117.32 | 97% |
| 1851 | 2021-01-23 01:23:12 | 98.70 | 98% |