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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5061 | 2023-04-27 15:53:57 | 75.16 | 97% |
| 18 | 2017-09-30 11:47:03 | 58.68 | 96% |