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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 81 | 2022-04-20 13:16:02 | 74.67 | 99% |
| 77 | 2022-04-20 13:01:53 | 62.88 | 96% |