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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2652 | 2018-12-29 12:25:31 | 69.09 | 96% |
| 2312 | 2018-11-04 16:43:53 | 66.12 | 98% |
| 26 | 2018-01-18 18:55:54 | 44.28 | 95% |