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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2085 | 2023-08-16 20:11:05 | 67.04 | 95.8% |
| 607 | 2020-10-10 20:31:45 | 61.78 | 96% |