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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4010 | 2022-02-05 12:07:20 | 63.62 | 98% |
| 1961 | 2021-12-10 15:47:01 | 60.61 | 98% |
| 1249 | 2021-11-09 12:32:01 | 50.69 | 96% |