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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 30818 | 2020-03-08 20:01:15 | 154.71 | 99% |
| 24306 | 2019-03-01 20:54:08 | 158.00 | 100% |
| 21842 | 2019-01-27 19:12:57 | 167.63 | 100% |
| 13500 | 2017-10-03 03:40:30 | 130.26 | 98% |