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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1226 | 2022-10-15 08:41:36 | 84.69 | 98% |
| 19 | 2022-09-02 11:27:39 | 67.75 | 98% |