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 |
---|---|---|---|
21572 | 2021-11-12 22:29:52 | 182.81 | 99% |
20453 | 2020-03-18 23:17:08 | 176.80 | 98% |
18265 | 2017-12-10 02:16:32 | 155.83 | 98% |
17881 | 2017-09-25 02:26:28 | 177.77 | 99% |