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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3549 | 2021-02-20 09:33:15 | 107.75 | 98.4% |
| 3004 | 2020-12-29 17:03:30 | 102.33 | 99% |
| 1394 | 2020-09-14 00:09:46 | 76.32 | 96% |