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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 12665 | 2020-08-23 00:05:11 | 107.03 | 99% |
| 5290 | 2019-10-01 01:07:33 | 76.17 | 96% |
| 5280 | 2019-10-01 00:58:40 | 76.98 | 97% |