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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 7271 | 2022-09-30 14:44:32 | 99.61 | 98% |
| 5908 | 2021-01-30 09:48:36 | 94.87 | 97.2% |