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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7259 | 2023-06-15 06:00:33 | 79.32 | 97.3% |
| 4207 | 2020-07-10 04:32:55 | 74.86 | 98% |