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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 6747 | 2022-09-25 14:51:22 | 99.73 | 98% |
| 1132 | 2021-08-19 08:59:32 | 52.76 | 93% |