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 |
---|---|---|---|
9018 | 2024-12-10 13:39:44 | 86.80 | 96.8% |
7939 | 2024-04-05 13:16:12 | 74.51 | 95.7% |
6242 | 2020-07-18 19:36:47 | 71.77 | 97% |