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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4783 | 2022-02-07 19:06:24 | 88.16 | 97% |
3013 | 2021-11-15 07:37:39 | 92.02 | 98% |