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 |
|---|---|---|---|
| 5816 | 2022-10-13 04:22:01 | 129.01 | 98% |
| 3888 | 2022-07-02 20:07:01 | 134.14 | 98% |
| 3170 | 2022-06-23 05:43:11 | 128.51 | 98% |