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 |
---|---|---|---|
9080 | 2020-08-01 12:58:13 | 72.09 | 98% |
8670 | 2020-07-23 13:23:43 | 78.30 | 99% |
6548 | 2017-12-26 12:42:06 | 74.08 | 99% |