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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 2291 | 2023-07-05 10:44:01 | 94.48 | 97.6% |
| 1926 | 2023-06-18 14:51:39 | 89.38 | 96.1% |