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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21173 | 2020-07-27 09:30:31 | 121.51 | 98% |
20707 | 2020-07-21 13:24:16 | 118.86 | 98% |
20269 | 2020-07-17 09:36:20 | 124.33 | 98% |