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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4276 | 2022-08-22 15:13:46 | 45.40 | 98% |
| 2161 | 2022-05-03 07:00:45 | 69.29 | 94% |