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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2365 | 2022-09-28 14:33:57 | 52.10 | 96% |
| 1206 | 2022-05-12 16:48:03 | 47.21 | 97% |