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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2951 | 2022-02-28 12:45:56 | 76.17 | 98% |
| 2895 | 2022-02-27 19:47:10 | 67.57 | 96% |