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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1512 | 2023-09-23 21:06:45 | 96.51 | 97.7% |
| 672 | 2018-07-13 17:09:31 | 73.17 | 97% |