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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 15393 | 2021-06-01 16:00:02 | 127.13 | 99% |
| 14381 | 2021-05-04 13:25:50 | 120.81 | 98% |
| 5727 | 2020-07-22 09:45:06 | 120.83 | 99% |
| 3715 | 2020-06-29 15:23:14 | 103.30 | 98% |