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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2143 | 2023-01-05 21:17:22 | 101.45 | 99% |
| 727 | 2019-03-28 18:00:32 | 81.24 | 98% |