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 |
---|---|---|---|
7926 | 2017-12-17 00:51:15 | 158.58 | 100% |
7841 | 2017-12-16 22:31:20 | 125.95 | 99% |
7806 | 2017-12-16 22:02:54 | 114.49 | 96% |
5981 | 2017-12-02 16:08:01 | 123.49 | 98% |