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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 1764 | 2021-05-08 16:14:28 | 86.84 | 97% |
| 1296 | 2021-03-05 16:22:26 | 80.61 | 96% |
| 614 | 2019-01-29 22:28:30 | 82.24 | 98% |