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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 4650 | 2021-09-09 14:42:10 | 90.09 | 98% |
| 343 | 2018-07-22 02:13:19 | 74.18 | 96% |
| 178 | 2018-07-05 00:11:27 | 67.73 | 96% |