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 |
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4448 | 2022-01-21 19:16:23 | 127.69 | 100% |
3176 | 2021-01-02 07:33:26 | 123.91 | 99% |