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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 3930 | 2021-10-22 14:11:49 | 100.94 | 98% |
| 3070 | 2021-09-13 11:53:37 | 95.99 | 98% |