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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10036 | 2021-08-10 08:15:12 | 149.63 | 100% |
| 8582 | 2021-07-13 09:04:36 | 141.58 | 99% |
| 121 | 2021-03-09 00:35:51 | 106.44 | 98% |