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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1512 | 2022-08-28 14:32:33 | 46.73 | 97% |
| 649 | 2022-03-29 16:06:58 | 36.12 | 95% |