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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 11978 | 2024-08-09 17:42:39 | 94.52 | 99.1% |
| 7687 | 2024-05-07 20:31:15 | 92.87 | 98% |
| 6619 | 2024-04-06 21:56:33 | 83.38 | 98.4% |
| 3577 | 2022-07-12 14:23:05 | 71.50 | 96% |