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 |
---|---|---|---|
10174 | 2018-01-24 09:04:12 | 95.26 | 98% |
7996 | 2017-12-12 10:06:49 | 74.34 | 97% |
4648 | 2017-10-15 11:21:04 | 59.28 | 95% |