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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 248 | 2022-10-24 20:56:56 | 54.76 | 94% |
| 219 | 2022-10-14 18:50:32 | 47.33 | 93% |