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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3217 | 2021-02-10 17:51:17 | 95.39 | 98% |
| 2221 | 2018-05-29 14:48:48 | 70.03 | 95% |
| 1538 | 2018-05-09 20:21:12 | 80.89 | 96% |