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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1252 | 2022-01-11 11:41:17 | 36.13 | 93% |
| 575 | 2021-11-28 13:39:21 | 38.66 | 94% |