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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2033 | 2021-07-15 08:57:47 | 63.10 | 95% |
| 814 | 2021-01-22 15:01:00 | 73.73 | 97% |