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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3907 | 2022-11-15 05:18:22 | 87.13 | 96% |
2321 | 2021-11-26 13:05:45 | 73.79 | 95% |