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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1088 | 2022-10-01 17:42:36 | 92.69 | 95% |
| 908 | 2022-06-08 19:26:44 | 96.89 | 98% |