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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6426 | 2018-09-20 10:14:11 | 54.23 | 95% |
| 5123 | 2017-12-27 05:08:23 | 61.15 | 96% |
| 3633 | 2017-10-04 14:09:51 | 60.27 | 97% |