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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2178 | 2023-07-16 10:20:56 | 71.63 | 95.5% |
| 1611 | 2023-05-11 13:36:43 | 76.76 | 96% |