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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8694 | 2020-06-29 00:05:56 | 41.30 | 94% |
4684 | 2018-12-07 21:44:24 | 32.99 | 93% |
2833 | 2018-02-03 00:05:10 | 34.02 | 94% |