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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2299 | 2018-02-16 21:24:25 | 101.63 | 96% |
| 1999 | 2018-01-23 02:07:19 | 122.51 | 97% |
| 1995 | 2018-01-23 02:00:16 | 117.30 | 97% |
| 1393 | 2017-12-12 23:23:11 | 109.56 | 98% |