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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7455 | 2021-02-12 22:47:22 | 159.24 | 97.8% |
| 6602 | 2020-08-21 19:33:22 | 136.64 | 98% |
| 5194 | 2019-05-29 10:45:20 | 147.10 | 98% |
| 4859 | 2019-05-17 19:06:30 | 145.78 | 98% |