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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3560 | 2025-01-31 06:45:00 | 101.74 | 97% |
| 3528 | 2025-01-30 06:40:31 | 91.87 | 96% |