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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1035 | 2023-07-09 04:00:15 | 66.29 | 95.3% |
| 592 | 2023-06-17 21:32:11 | 66.73 | 97.5% |