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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1005 | 2023-05-25 07:13:51 | 77.85 | 96.4% |
| 722 | 2023-04-27 15:02:18 | 84.94 | 97% |