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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11509 | 2020-08-28 12:03:00 | 172.60 | 98% |
| 10353 | 2020-08-11 15:25:31 | 183.04 | 100% |
| 4242 | 2019-03-18 10:24:32 | 146.72 | 98% |
| 2612 | 2019-03-01 20:54:10 | 136.62 | 98% |