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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 10706 | 2021-06-05 02:35:07 | 85.20 | 97% |
| 6864 | 2020-06-14 06:14:02 | 74.13 | 99% |
| 6810 | 2020-06-11 14:01:19 | 66.69 | 99% |