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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3476 | 2023-02-01 12:47:07 | 63.57 | 96% |
3207 | 2023-01-18 14:45:40 | 73.03 | 98% |