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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3229 | 2020-04-01 12:38:48 | 57.24 | 96% |
| 1250 | 2019-12-21 13:06:09 | 64.10 | 96% |
| 88 | 2019-12-07 16:04:44 | 63.97 | 97% |
| 52 | 2019-12-07 09:35:12 | 59.51 | 96% |