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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2462 | 2022-07-26 17:00:54 | 74.99 | 95% |
2437 | 2022-07-26 16:18:22 | 81.66 | 95% |