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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1438 | 2022-09-15 22:31:15 | 119.53 | 99% |
| 1376 | 2022-09-14 19:17:18 | 126.55 | 99% |
| 1194 | 2022-09-06 22:31:31 | 122.85 | 99% |