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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6563 | 2025-07-09 04:09:10 | 89.13 | 99% |
| 4172 | 2022-04-24 05:11:44 | 74.02 | 96% |
| 461 | 2019-11-02 07:18:27 | 30.38 | 93% |