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 |
---|---|---|---|
9329 | 2020-06-26 14:32:07 | 53.55 | 94% |
5042 | 2019-08-08 16:45:38 | 74.04 | 98% |
3158 | 2019-03-05 18:52:09 | 52.48 | 96% |